Hunnet Round - Yea Hoe

I'm drippin stylin in fashion, won't answer no question you askin...
Roll up the loud & pass it, she eating my balls ms. Pacmen...
Just gave that lil bitch a cat scan, I'm in that kit like kat kandy...
Everytime I hit she say goddamit...
I'm high asf aint no landing...
I'm on the gas right now...
Don't gas me up bitch pipe down...
Hoe freaky asf gettin pipe down...
While her boyfriend callin on skype now...
And I dont like that type sound...
Drop yo location I'll pull up right now...
Lil bitch put that knife down, got some shooters on the roof locked in finna snipe down...
Yea hoe, I want the doe, need 2 million before I'm 24...
Bitch look brazilian & she 24, beam on the scope shoot like I'm 24...

Roll up the dope, I'm tryna write me some quotes...
He don't like me he a hoe, cause everybody know
Hunnet round, too thorough, bread I'm tight like a loaf...
Say you want smoke, tell my nina that I tote, boom it's murder she wrote...
C.O. Swing my doe, they post my bond gotta go, kush in my lungs on parole...
Nah I'm lien, I beat the case, hit a show, it's time ta get on the road...
Hoes be lien, say they want bend then they fold, just like these niggas no code...
Send her a rose, black heart emoji it's froze, I just been chasin my goals...
But gotta a few hoes, that I like to fuck on the low, came along way from exposing...
They know I'm chosen, my flow is midas it's golden, fresher than trident you know it...
Doper than 93 potent, chukkky on my hand but I came fa my tokens...
My niggas crippin they loc'n, I'm piru & they know it, they know ian scared to show it...
Ian losing focus, see my target aim for it, way harder they know it...

Back on the ropes, everybody selling hope
That shit there a slippery slope...
Bitch I won't smoke, never lied to you before no matter I honored the code...
And that's on my soul, if I'm lien I can roll...
To the gates made of gold, feelin godly in a robe, all white like the pope...
Hold up god can I smoke...
If I can't then I'm gone, e.T. Fone home, hit the booth drop a song...
Back to back ping pong, on they ass king kong, bout the cake ding dong...
Right now I'm all alone, in the booth in my zone, couple of blunts full of strong....
Wit a thc pin & that bitch got me stoned...
This shit my cologned, I'm always right never wrong...
When I'm wrong, I'm still right never wrong , cause I could've been right all along...
Running game & just playin along...

Written by:
Deshawn Lester

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