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heartattax (hxneyybun mix 10/15/22) - hxneyybun lyrics

[intro: hxneyybun]
(hxneyybun)
ain’t no f*cking way
ain’t no f*cking way
(fta records)

[verse 1: urtnag]
brand new burger dropped, boutta give me heartattax (saturated fats)
she stressin ’bout some money told that hoe, “bro just relax”
my cheez whiz automatic, when i shoot that b*tch kick back (cheesy)
countin’ all this paper with my best buddy kayflac?
my cheese it got the juice yeah all my money foreign (its got the juice)
to search inside my kichen they gon’ need a big ass warrent (big ass warrent)
exotic ass ingredients yeah my lettuce came from florence (italy)
need a late night
need a late night
need a latе night snack boutta cook me up some porridge (yummy)
[verse 2: hxneyybun]
from thе vortex shoutout kortecks
they be asking “who’s next up?”
b*tch i’m really [?] flex up
who just got a [?]?
f*ckin’ that b*tch lets hop in a dub
smoking that za and i don’t
smoking that za and i don’t
smoking that za and i don’t give a f*ck
eatin’ that p*ssy i’m yellin yuh
two plus two i’mma keep it a buck
your music really, really, really sucks
bad b*tch [postin’?] i’m not no [cuck?]
[hungry?] boy you outta luck
quirky b*tch she wanna f*ck
two pistols i needa tuck
call up a big man i call up chuck
speedin onna highway in a truck

[verse 3: hxneyybun]
(oh my f*cking god, i’m boutta cum)
big mac, goblin kitkat
i don’t give a f*cking [wrist splat?]
i don’t give a f*cking [wrist crack?]
break a b*tch back, break a b*tch back
break a b*tch back, break a b*tch back
call up my brudda he don’t lack
call up my brudda he got my back
call up my brudda he got a big sack
and he got a big d*ck, that’s a fact
[verse 4: hxneyybun]
i got two cups and they muddy
[real p*ssy?] like it’s putty
i’m not yo’ friend, i’m not yo’ buddy
i [play music?] not kid cudi
i got seven new flows that you needa study
but if you f*cking steal them, it’s gon be bl**dy
b*tch you can’t f*cking fight cause you f*cking spuddy

[verse 5: hxneyybun]
from the vortex shoutout kortecks
they be asking “who’s next up?”
b*tch i’m really [?] flex up
who just got a [?]?
f*ckin’ that b*tch lets hop in a dub
smoking that za and i don’t
smoking that za and i don’t
smoking that za and i don’t give a f*ck
eatin’ that p*ssy i’m yellin yuh
two plus two i’mma keep it a buck
your music really, really, really sucks
bad b*tch [postin’?] i’m not no [cuck?]
[hungry?] boy you outta luck
quirky b*tch she wanna f*ck
two pistols i needa tuck
call up a big man i call up chuck
speedin onna highway in a truck
[outro: urtnag]
brand new burger dropped, boutta give me heartattax (saturated fats)
she stressin ’bout some money told that hoe, “bro just relax”
my cheez whiz automatic, when i shoot that b*tch kick back (cheesy)
countin’ all this paper with my best buddy kayflac?
my cheese it got the juice yeah all my money foreign (its got the juice)
to search inside my kichen they gon’ need a big ass warrent (big ass warrent)

- hxneyybun lyrics

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