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watch who you're around - hvndo lyrics

hook:
nikkas ain’t on what i’m on man that sh*t really blow me
i’m out here by myself it get lonely
still in this sh*t when i’m not wit the broddies
bro tried to f*ck my lil b*tch and she
bro tried to f*ck my lil b*tch and she told me
bro tried to f*ck my lil b*tch…

verse:
i watched a nikka get backdoored
i kno a opp who got oop’d off dat back board
he was dissing my mans and got cashed on like
that nikka he had got what he asked for
nah we hooping foreal nothing changing
i seen a opp step back den i banged em
he ain’t dying for gang he ain’t banging
i love my nikkas i’ll do sum brainless
i take the good wit the bad
nikkas go out i ain’t goin out sad
we hit da box for like 50 in cash
if the cops try to hop do the dash
who ya plug i could get em for cheaper
bro lost his life took a walk with the reaper
try to stay woke off the drugs imma sleeper
i hit a l!ck spent da cash onna re*up
gang i be banging on sh*t like construction
he dropped a diss like they out but be ducking
brodie put trust in his b*tch but she f*cking
but you know i seen worse that ain’t nothing
walk in spot and if he knuck imma buck him
brodie just hit the county don’t touch him
he was ducking my fade so i rushed em
that nikka bigger than me so i bussed em
hook:
nikkas ain’t on what i’m on man that sh*t really blow me
i’m out here by myself it get lonely
still in this sh*t when i’m not wit the broddies
bro tried to f*ck my lil b*tch and she
bro tried to f*ck my lil b*tch and she told me, like like
bro tried to f*ck my lil b*tch… like like

verse:
this a game
i can’t let this sh*t drive me insane
nikkas switch for the money and fame
i might miss when i dump but i really got aim
opps hurt we be putting in pain
shoot for 73, luka doncic
bro couldn’t walk in the slip so we boxed it
this sh*t on gp glock inna pocket
they throw up ends, over here nikkas drop it
that’s what come wit this sh*t imma gangsta
them nikkas broke and they never got paper
i heard that boy say my name he a hater
dem n*ggas die then i drop my bangas
he moving swifty i’m getting too anxious
bro said don’t rush with this sh*t so i’m patient
catch nikkas dissing turn him to a patient
i know a opp see my face and he fainted
he from the mob yea a young nikka dangerous
i throw a beam on my glock i ain’t aiming
nikkas don’t post on they block sh*t vacant
i be up top tds wit the haitians
he tryna rap like we know he be faking
we get the bows tryna smoke like jamaicans
he tryna rap like we know he be faking
we get the bows tryna…

- hvndo lyrics

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