Hunnet Round - Reactions

My life been tragic, what I talk bout in these songs ian just rappin, it really happened...
Hop out dumping on a nigga broad day catch him in traffic...
Hope he aint lacking, but we did that shit so fast he didn't get to use reactions...
Facebook gangstas all that cappin, see em in person ima slap em...
Roll the dice lil homie crappin, lose yo life wit automatics...
Flash of light that nigga vanished, smash on sight get beat were you standing...
Police pull up smokey & the bandit, poof I'm gone & didn't leave a witness...

My bitch called me trippin, why is these bitches heart eye'n yo pictures...
Why is you trippin, you know ian stunting them hoes I'm getting my digits...
Cause bitches don't get it the ones you fuckin don't be in yo mentions...
Lil bitch keep her distance til she wanna work out like planet fitness...
Pull up at her work house, 15 min break she come out for a quickie...
I heard the folks out, hope they don't see it or we'll get a ticket...
But fuck it we risk it, just want me ta hit it...
Straight from the back, wit my hand round her neck, other hand on her clitorus...
That ass I'm grippin, bounce back while I'm drillin...
Got yo pussy drippin, I know that you feel it...
Screaming & shoutin nah folks in our business, steam on the window but fuck it it's tinted...
Yk the business won't nut til we finished, goal is to please, have you straight for a minute...
Hit the group chat gone tell yo bitches, how zaddy had that dick in ya kidneys...

She sent a wow, he sent a pow, I sent em out...
Skull emoji, bomb emoji, bitch gimme my crown...
Just copped a spot in the mound, bachelor pad were it go down...
Lose yo bitch she won't be found, I'm the new kid on the town...
Why that lil bitch send a frown, went live, talk down, the klan outside of his house...
Can't let em rat he a mouse, wet up hit his blouse, 100 shots down to his trousers...
That shit was major, call yo bitch golden coral her, she eat my dick chocolate fountain...
Don't cry bout that nigga I downed em, miss em you want em I'll down ya...
You can meet em in the mountains, heaven gates on the balcany...
Kevin gates wit this rap shit...
Bwa, naw mve...
Why these fuck niggas envy me...
Is it cause I'm the mvp...
Nwa, piss me off ima shoot on gp, fuck the small talk you can get yo ass beat...
No plan c, just a or b, either way it go let my dawgs off the leash...

Written by:
Deshawn Lester

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