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pumpkin sherbert - j1hunnit lyrics

[intro]
(ooh, sh*t, that’s a danny g beat)
1hunnit
smooth cat, you know what i’m sayin’?

[verse]
name a n*gga chiller, sl!cker than a caterpillar
young dinero getter, instagram model hitter
a vacuum*sealin’ k!ller and double cup spiller
not an ass*kisser, but a big b*tt feeler
bring the white towels out [?] the sun shinin’
i’m in a slab slow ridin’, seat back, i’m reclinin’
vvs church glass how it hit off these diamonds, hm
i see you n*ggas finna choke, you need heimlich?
ridin’ around sellin’ bales of hay, my name isaac, hm
it’s the big chicken man, i’m lil’ tyson
i ain’t even pay, i punched down for these nikes
i ain’t even married to my main, but that’s wifey
granny said love all, but it’s f*ck who don’t likе me
that’s why i’m ridin’ with a big*ass thirty, pooh shiesty
i came down chromе heart ‘fit, i feel christly
one*of*one ‘fits every day, i drip nicely
i’m feelin’ like the snowman, i’m so icy
you can’t even buy that type of sh*t, it get pricy
it’s two fishes swimmin’ in the pot, i’m a pisces
let the dope cook too long, it look ricy
the same n*ggas used to talk down speakin’ highly
dinero grand live a double life, my name miley
it’s hannah montana on the stove and it’s rising
she f*ckin’ with me ’cause i’m thugnificent, riley
pimpin’ ain’t easy, please, b*tch, don’t tease me
get the b*lls too down there, ooh, easy
i got a lot of sh*t up on my mind, i been fiendin’
let me hit you from the back ’til we both stop breathin’
i call her young gummy ’cause she suck it like she t**thin’
the head so good, i said stop, b*tch, i’m leavin’
how she take a n*gga soul, she a demon
i’m finna go to church sunday, i need a deacon
money talks, chris tucker, i’m a rich lil’ f*cker
i ate a real big supper, steak, shrimp, a lil’ b*tter
1hunnit call shots, i’m a down*set*hutter
i need a quarter back for everything you get from the buster
she pull tricks, she get ’em in by the cl*ster
nah, that ain’t the b*tch boyfriend, he a customer
i can swap game with her, i’m a hustler
but i ain’t ever say one time that i trusted her
i ain’t even fall in love with her, i just l*sted her
this sh*t a game of cards and i’m cool with the shuffler
silk prada sheets, ten*thousand*dollar comforter
i don’t even kiss her on the lips, but i’ll comfort her
i will not deal with everything that comes with her
if she ain’t havin’ pape’ in hand, then i’m dumpin’ her
white girl dancin’ in the pot, i’m finna crump with her
three*five banana backwood full of pumpkin sherbet
[outro]
like, that’s the only way i could describe the taste of this sh*t
don’t even know what the grower did
it’s ‘za, though
you know, but anyways, come to kick game to you n*ggas every time
you feel me, i’ma put you down, just gotta be willing to pick this sh*t up
1hunnit
hey, danny, this sh*t crazy

- j1hunnit lyrics

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