Hunnids Lyrics – AR Paisley, anders
Singer: AR Paisley, anders
Title: Hunnids
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[Kevin Rolly
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Hundreds on hundreds on hundreds on hundreds on hundreds on hundreds on hundreds on hundreds
Come to my city, you know that I run it
I popped a Perc’, now I’m sick to my stomach
I got it done, they don’t know how I done it
I’m all ’bout the paper, they know how I’m comin’
I got her once, then I passed to my cousin
I just want that head, man, you know how I’m scummin’
I got the juice, baby, I’m saucy
I got the tats on my body
She in Versace, I’m in Armani
Won’t stop ’til I’m richer than Roddy
I told her to meet in the lobby
I only want that if it’s sloppy
I’m out with Tommy, he got the Tommy
J riding shotty, he got the shotty
Lambo’ all red and I’m whippin’ it
Look like licorice, baby, you sounding ridiculous
Thumb all the water and sedativеs
I’m feeling limitless, all of my haters diminishing
Heart cold, shivеring
Neck froze, glistening
Who would’ve thought that a rose would’ve rose from the concrete?
It’s beyond me
I’m sipping coffee
I popped a Perc’, now I feel like a zombie
Young and I’m ballin’, young and I’m ballin’, nobody could stop me
Willing to die ’bout the team
We run it up by any means
Look at this sh#t that I seen
All of these drugs and all of these fiends
Hundreds on hundreds on hundreds on hundreds on hundreds on hundreds on hundreds on hundreds
Come to my city, you know that I run it
I popped a Perc’, now I’m sick to my stomach
I got it done, they don’t know how I done it
I’m all ’bout the paper, they know how I’m comin’
I got her once, then I passed to my cousin
I just want that head, man, you know how I’m scummin’
I got the juice, baby, I’m saucy
I got the tats on my body
She in Versace, I’m in Armani
Won’t stop ’til I’m richer than Roddy
I told her to meet in the lobby
I only want that if it’s sloppy
I’m out with Tommy, he got the Tommy
J riding shotty, he got the shotty
Hundreds on hundreds, I need me a hundred, if I go re-up, it’s a hundred or more
Furnished the crib up with Fendi décor
Spend like a twenty when I hit Dior
Came a long damn way from back in the trap where we used to ash on the floor
Now we havin’ our way with all of this cash, I’ma go get me some more
And we ain’t goin’ through TSA, the pilot’s calling it in
Straight to the whip when we land, sh#t, I don’t think they understand
Dreamt about being the man
Then I came up with a plan
Now it’s umbrellas in the Wraith
Chasing the sun, but I love when it rains
Hundreds on hundreds on hundreds on hundreds on hundreds on hundreds on hundreds on hundreds
Come to my city, you know that I run it
I popped a Perc’, now I’m sick to my stomach
I got it done, they don’t know how I done it
I’m all ’bout the paper, they know how I’m comin’
I got her once, then I passed to my cousin
I just want that head, man, you know how I’m scummin’
I got the juice, baby, I’m saucy
I got the tats on my body
She in Versace, I’m in Armani
Won’t stop ’til I’m richer than Roddy
I told her to meet in the lobby
I only want that if it’s sloppy
I’m out with Tommy, he got the Tommy
J riding shotty, he got the shotty
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