Sport (Outro) - M Huncho

Sport (Outro) - M Huncho

Альбом
48 Hours EP
Год
2018
Язык
`Engelska`
Длительность
222800

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Sport (Outro)

M Huncho

I need to get new clothes so I do dirt in three-bill Truies

Trap trap like Louis, break two down and I put 'em in two weeks

I don’t hustle for Louis Vuitton, I need all these packages, gave me the gun

Wake up and it’s 6 in the mornin', she acts up, I’ll be okay with porno

More times I drive on my lonely 'cause I could never trust no soul

I see these goalies tryna play striker, why don’t you just stick to your own,

bro?

I stick to my own goal, health up and my circle’s small

Don’t talk to these brothers, I box up a box, the second time and I’m movin'

like 40

I be like methane, you be the ball lord

Stack it up, stack it up, it’s lookin' so tall, tall

Monopoly, fuck the, I’m with Sean D and the bee’s knockin'

I’m up in the trapper, we just got the re-up again and again and again

The door just keeps on knockin', money foldin'

Wallets overrated, Huncho on your playlist

Don’t give a fuck about no A-List, uh

Someone give Posty a call, without GRM, we still rated

And we’re in it for the bands though

Food up in the transport

Re-up in the JanSport

Little boy, this a man’s sport

And we’re in it for the bands though

Food up in the transport

Re-up in the JanSport

Little boy, this a man’s sport

Bummy brothers, this some music brothers over L

Fell on my face, broke, yeah, I never fell

California, pack in the mail

Remember them nights it was cold, it’s rainin', I’m sendin' Brooks out to help

So many nights in the

So many nights in the cell

So many night thinkin' you was my friend

If there was, some will go

Inhale, exhale, woosa, yeah, yeah

I triple my cup, I triple my dosage

Pass me the hookah, fuck it

Pass me the shisha, fuck it

Pass me the Rizler, fuck it

If I’m not gettin' no sucky tonight, she suckin' her face now

And that’s brodie, I’m tryna make money like Avon

These jiggers are preein', they movin' McNulty

Uh, I used to shot Chris Brown off for the royalities

I didn’t have no one that could spoil me

In the, all this foil on me

And these pigs on me, in the loft right now, with a zip on me

And we’re in it for the bands though

Food up in the transport

Re-up in the JanSport

Little boy, this a man’s sport

And we’re in it for the bands though

Food up in the transport

Re-up in the JanSport

Little boy, this a man’s sport

And we’re in it for the bands though

Food up in the transport

Re-up in the JanSport

Little boy, this a man’s sport

And we’re in it for the bands though

Food up in the transport

Re-up in the JanSport

Little boy, this a man’s sport

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