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telling on me - hunxho lyrics

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[intro]
(that global, huh?)
yeah
huh

[chorus]
name an artist, at thirteen i had my weapon on me
only thing i fear is god and n*ggas telling on me
you really think, b*tch who worried ‘bout a n*gga stepping on me?
size thirteen shoe, man these n*ggas wouldn’t even step on my feet
i know i trip, i’m really blessed
know you left, go get your rest
still feel like this sh*t ain’t right, been thinking ‘bout you since you left
i owe d, i don’t owe a n*gga sh*t
lil’ n*gga, i owe me, how you gon’ pop it on me?

[verse 1]
this b*tch been sucking my d*ck so long, prolly swallow her t**th
okay, go f*ck her after me, them boys ain’t f*cking with me
streets got the best of me, that’s why i gotta clutch in my sleep
i’m f*ckin’ this thick b*tch from the backsidе while i’m clutchin’ nher cheeks
jack and jill n*gga, she call mе “brother”
but i feel bad for whoever her n*ggas is ‘cause we be f*cking
i hope she don’t try to act funny on me all a sudden
‘cause i’ma go and f*ck her friend, b*tch better have my second son
real street n*gga, i can’t leave the house without my gun
the lighter sh*t, i turned ‘em up and we don’t even politic, i’m proud of jit
if she walk in the room and we don’t talk, then i prolly hit
ice on me, this sh*t hittin’ for sure, it don’t prolly hit
ah*ha, i need pancakes, if i jump out this car
ah*ha, i needed grip so i decide to f*ck this b*tch without socks
i know how it feel to get evicted
i went bought my shoes straight out the church, ho’ these hoes f*ckin’ christian’s
i play my position
if i go broke today, i love my plug but he gotta get it
two hundred shots went off that day, you think we really missed him?
and it’s forever love my opps but i still kinda miss ‘em
[chorus]
name an artist, at thirteen i had my weapon on me
only thing i fear is god and n*ggas telling on me
you really think, b*tch who worried ‘bout a n*gga stepping on me?
size thirteen shoe, man these n*ggas wouldn’t even step on my feet
i know i trip, i’m really blessed
know you left, go get your rest
still feel like this sh*t ain’t right, been thinking ‘bout you since you left
i owe d, i don’t owe a n*gga sh*t
lil n*gga, i owe me, how you gon’ pop it on me?

[verse 2]
[?] i been walkin’ on beats
i know this sweet as h*ll n*gga, like tell me, why would i creep?
i like bbl b*tches, talkin’ ‘bout big booty freaks
fn, 9 millimeter, free flap and free lil’ d
boy don’t come outside, these n*ggas smoked
i don’t ever be in my feelings ‘bout her, i just fill her throat
you really think i’m out her k!llin’ ‘bout a b*tch who ain’t my ho?
the only thing i’m k!llin’ is this b*tch back, then i’ll be gone (yeah)
i hope you don’t think i’m silly, really, you know i love the spinach
i hope you don’t think i’m chili, n*gga, i’m tryna sauce a n*gga
i ran up a milli’ in a milli’, i’m like what a feeling
don’t tell me you sorry that you dissed me, n*gga, get it spinnin’

[chorus]
name an artist, at thirteen i had my weapon on me
only thing i fear is god and n*ggas telling on me
you really think, b*tch who worried ‘bout a n*gga stepping on me?
size thirteen shoe, man these n*ggas wouldn’t even step on my feet
i know i trip, i’m really blessed
know you left, go get your rest
still feel like this sh*t ain’t right, been thinking ‘bout you since you left
i owe d, i don’t owe a n*gga sh*t
lil n*gga, i owe me, how you gon’ pop it on me?

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