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contra - j1hunnit lyrics

[intro]
1hunnit
(no, julius)
what you smokin’, n*gga? spark that sh*t
what you sippin’, n*gga? pour up
f*ck with me, mmm

[chorus]
i’m headed to the country with some contra
double cup of aunt jemima in a fanta
i’m countin’ cheese, thumbin’ through it fast like he honda
i love the sound of the money counter, that’s my mantra
f*ck benz, we gon’ save some gas, take the honda
i was bad as h*ll, my mama sent me to aunt ronda’s
i used to love hittin’ the candy house at ms. fonda’s
pick up the load, salute my trucker’s hat, it’s made by von dutch

[verse 1]
to keep it player with you, i’m a bit much
iced out beaker on my neck, the back say “hutch”
i was a throwback tackle type kid, he two hand touched
i really wasn’t a reilly type n*gga, i would’ve slapped butch
when life brings fiascos, you gotta kick, push
skateboard sittin’ on my counter, i like to sell bush
baby came bbl bod’, she got a big tush
every time them people got noisy, i was sayin’, “shush”
(be quiet)
mmm, i bet the white gon’ jump, billy hoyle
i’m in here actin’ like bender, i need oil
i’m in love with the drank, this b*tch loyal (she loyal to me)
[chorus]
i’m headed to the country with some contra
double cup of aunt jemima in a fanta
i’m countin’ cheese, thumbin’ through it fast like he honda
i love the sound of the money counter, that’s my mantra
f*ck benz, we gon’ save some gas, take the honda
i was bad as h*ll, my mama sent me to aunt ronda’s
i used to love hittin’ the candy house at ms. fonda’s
pick up the load, salute my trucker’s hat, it’s made by von dutch
(put that sh*t on)

[verse 2]
sleep, one eye open like leela, my cup stronger than tequila
we got zotti, good monifer, i get high as wiz khalifa
had to leave when i just got there, my b*tch actin’ like a diva
rumor has it n*ggas lyin’, call ’em reever
watch me thumb through this velveeta, pack move faster than a cheetah
n*ggas cheesier than chester, f*ck a lame, we do not greet ’em
i see ’em startin’ to hop on d*ck, they gotta joint ’em, they can beat ’em (hoppin’*ass dweebs)

- j1hunnit lyrics

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