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hunnit bands - g herbo lyrics

[intro]
where it go?
yeah, uh
uh, hold on, hand me the light folk
uh, i just came in the b-tch after midnight and did two songs, it’s 3 o’clock
hunnid bans, that’s light work

[chorus]
hunnit bands, whip (whip)
hunnit bands, drip (ayy)
understand, chain real, hunnid grams and it’s dipped
hunnit bands, when i dip
hunnit bands, in my clip
hunted man (raa), runnin’ man (runnin’ man)

[verse]
(uh) b-tches eyein’ me in front they man (ayy)
i’m just throwing this sh-t, i don’t want a dance
you worth a 100k that ain’t no money then (stupid -ss)
come through if i want to, i’ll blow a hunnid bands (ayy)
g herbo i’m still independent, w-ssup?
200k on a pendant, that’s none
30 point stars and two pendants, not one
you n-ggas diamonds and pieces be crushed
i dropped a three in that peach on that crush (peach)
vic off a perc, when he speak and he slur (ayy)
i don’t do clutchin’, i reach in and dump
don’t lose your life tryna tweak and be dumb (dummy)
end up a tragedy thinkin’ he tough
swerve got a ratchet, he thinkin’ he buff
man he gon’ clap it, he thinkin’ he bluff
slide and they die ’til they think it’s enough
summer first heard of seventeen, i ain’t never hear of nun countin’ up like, “f-ck!” (whoo)
23 and a n-gga still grind like i ain’t got none countin’ up like, “f-ck!” (n-gga)
you think your b-tch wanna f-ck, but news flash i already plucked her (boy)
been hittin’ n-ggas baby mothers and others
i don’t pillow talk, that’s for suckers (suckers, p-ssy)
yo soul gon’ be a lil cold motherf-cker, he don’t even sleep under covers (for real, no bap)
rich as f-ck, i’m behavin’ like i want another one, still don’t be f-ckin’ with rubbers (sh-t)
even though the whole world full of lollipops, still don’t be f-ckin’ with suckers (h-ll nah)
i don’t let n-ggas hop in my car a lot, like i be f-ckin’ with ruckus (f-ck n-ggas)
n-ggas sneak diss a lot then get zip lipped out in public, where was all that ruckus? (p-ssy boy)
n-ggas flex on the gram then they can’t get out of jail, where were all them ducketts?
run through it all like f-ck it (f-ck it)
every b-tch i call they f-ckin’ (i’m f-ckin’ ’em)
never brought flame ain’t dumped it (huh?)
never bought chains and tucked it (huh?)
name a lame you saw me come with (name ’em)
name a time we ain’t on that f-ck sh-t (name it)
name a time you heard me ask for sh-t (name it)
name a time when we a front sh-t (p-ssy)

[chorus]
hunnit bands, whip (whip)
hunnit bands, drip (drip)
understand, chain real, hunnid grams and it’s dipped
hunnit bands, when i dip
hunnit bands, in my clip
hunted man (raa), runnin’ man (they runnin’)

[verse 2]
rich as a b-tch, need you for sh-t
whip on my wrist, whip for my b-tch
patek the wrist, static, it’s lit
hand me the gl!ck (grr)
p-ss me the gl!ck, that’s a -ssist
poppin’ the belaire, p-ss me a sip
p-ss me the zip, cash me a zip
you know i get cash for that sh-t (n-gga)
you know any n-gga blow a hunnid bands smashin’ that b-tch (you already know that)
you know i bend brand new h-llcat, straight eight, just ride p-ss in that b-tch (come on, now, you know that)
you know we was first young n-ggas pull up foreign whips dumpin’ our ash in that b-tch (huh?)
and you know i’m the youngest rich n-gga in my hood already, don’t ask me that, b-tch
b-tch

[chorus]
hunnit bands, whip (whip)
hunnit bands, drip (drip)
understand, chain real, hunnid grams and it’s dipped
hunnit bands, when i dip
hunnit bands, in my clip
hunted man (graa), runnin’ man (ayy)

- g herbo lyrics

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