Hunnid Thousand (feat. chribih)
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Turn my headphones up Hunnid thousand dollas in my bank account Hunnid thousand rounds in my Smith & Wesson Hunnid thousand dollas on my Gucci belt Hunnid thousand dollas that's a math lesson Hunnid thousand dollas in my bank account Hunnid thousand rounds in my Smith & Wesson Hunnid thousand dollas on my Gucci belt Hunnid thousand dollas that's a math lesson I'm a tutor I could make a million dollas faster than producers Out in LA with a bag, yeah, I might go scuba Off the coast of Florida, baby, take a trip to Cuba Hit the beach and play with sand, while we bumpin' Future I never liked you, but I treat you like you are my wifey Cop you diamonds, fly you out, bae, you stay so icy Got yo' ex mad, they say that he wanna fight me Tell him, "Pull up" and put fifty on his head lightly I'ma put him on a flick like his name Spike Lee I ain't violent but that red shirt used to be a white tee It be sweet, 'till it's war, please don't try to try me I be petty just to put it nicely Hunnid thousand dollas in my bank account Hunnid thousand rounds in my Smith & Wesson Hunnid thousand dollas on my Gucci belt Hunnid thousand dollas that's a math lesson Hunnid thousand dollas in my bank account Hunnid thousand rounds in my Smith & Wesson Hunnid thousand dollas on my Gucci belt Hunnid thousand dollas that's a math lesson (Yeah, aye) Hunnid thousand bitches in my DMs Please don't try to @ me, I don't do none of that tweetin' Chillin' with Victoria, she tell me all her secrets Stay on demon timing, 'cause my watch attract the demons Wooly is a fiend, he don't sleep, he just blink shit Bro be talking tough, put him on a shirt, his family grieving I don't even walk, hop in the whip, now I'm speeding I don't even try to shit on competition, I'm just peeing (Yeah, yeah) Niggas ain't real, they mad trendy I stay spinning, get mad dizzy Copied my style, they bad at stealing Stay on top, they bad at winning She keep laughing, I'm mad silly Knock her out the park, this the last inning Put it in her mouth, she got mad filling She was from New York, I was mad drilling Hunnid thousand dollas in my bank account Hunnid thousand rounds in my Smith & Wesson Hunnid thousand dollas on my Gucci belt Hunnid thousand dollas that's a math lesson Hunnid thousand dollas in my bank account Hunnid thousand rounds in my Smith & Wesson Hunnid thousand dollas on my Gucci belt Hunnid thousand dollas that's a math lesson
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