CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Head Huncho
(Tino Shoot Sum)
(Ayo, Sebastian, run that sh*t the f**k)
Yeah, SOB the gang, I'm the head hunch
Can't tell no lil' n***as thirteen smokin' dead opps
Pu**y n***a pull up over here trippin', yousa dead opp
Boy I'll make a movie wit' your b*t*h hit a Red Box
Ee--er, ee-rr, ee and make the bed rock
F**k the industry got the streets in a headlock
And yeah b*t*h that lil' bag fire but the head not
And yeah put a beam up on his ahh, n***a red dot
Ahh, you gon' do what? Boy you bet not
Now if they paying the high for the Zahs we gon' set shop
Hit 'em wit' a one two com, n***a bet bop
Hit 'em wit' a one two com, n***a bink bink
When we step up in the room n***a bling bling
Yeah I think all these n***as hoes, n***a
Yeah big body backing up, n***a beep beep
Pull up to his baby mama crib like, "baby it's me"
I don't give a f**k about a b*t*h, I'm who the b*t*h need
B*t*h it ain't good, it ain't gravy, it ain't sh*t sweet
Pull up to the next n***a hood n***a six deep
And we don't give a f**k 'bout no beef we got six Gleeks
And I don't give a f**k 'bout no b*t*h, let a b*t*h be
How you still stuck on that pound? It's been six weeks
B*t*h thought I'd Birkin her a**, I'm like, "b*t*h please"
Yeah I gave yo' a** my all girl it's crazy how you did me
Put diamonds on your neck and they didn't come from Tiffany
It's crazy, I'm off a four of Wok, but I'm tipsy
Sixty thousand cash, all blues, rip Nipsey
It's sixty thousand cash, all blues, n***a rip Nip
N***a sayin' he the big dog? Oh he a big b*t*h
Boy this is not a XD, this a big blick
God don't wanna broke b*t*h, need a rich b*t*h
Yeah, have you ever squeezed a ahh, 'til it click click
Yeah, why you throwin' up that hood, you ain't did sh*t
Yeah, I'll never, ever tell them n***as what I did b*t*h
Ride with the Gleek and my light, you know how sh*t get
N***a
You know how that sh*t get n***a, f**k staying safe you gotta stay dangerous around this motherf**ka n***a, yeah on the gang n***a, I'm two hundred
(Ayo, Sebastian, run that sh*t the f**k)
Yeah, SOB the gang, I'm the head hunch
Can't tell no lil' n***as thirteen smokin' dead opps
Pu**y n***a pull up over here trippin', yousa dead opp
Boy I'll make a movie wit' your b*t*h hit a Red Box
Ee--er, ee-rr, ee and make the bed rock
F**k the industry got the streets in a headlock
And yeah b*t*h that lil' bag fire but the head not
And yeah put a beam up on his ahh, n***a red dot
Ahh, you gon' do what? Boy you bet not
Now if they paying the high for the Zahs we gon' set shop
Hit 'em wit' a one two com, n***a bet bop
Hit 'em wit' a one two com, n***a bink bink
When we step up in the room n***a bling bling
Yeah I think all these n***as hoes, n***a
Yeah big body backing up, n***a beep beep
Pull up to his baby mama crib like, "baby it's me"
I don't give a f**k about a b*t*h, I'm who the b*t*h need
B*t*h it ain't good, it ain't gravy, it ain't sh*t sweet
Pull up to the next n***a hood n***a six deep
And we don't give a f**k 'bout no beef we got six Gleeks
And I don't give a f**k 'bout no b*t*h, let a b*t*h be
How you still stuck on that pound? It's been six weeks
B*t*h thought I'd Birkin her a**, I'm like, "b*t*h please"
Yeah I gave yo' a** my all girl it's crazy how you did me
Put diamonds on your neck and they didn't come from Tiffany
It's crazy, I'm off a four of Wok, but I'm tipsy
Sixty thousand cash, all blues, rip Nipsey
It's sixty thousand cash, all blues, n***a rip Nip
N***a sayin' he the big dog? Oh he a big b*t*h
Boy this is not a XD, this a big blick
God don't wanna broke b*t*h, need a rich b*t*h
Yeah, have you ever squeezed a ahh, 'til it click click
Yeah, why you throwin' up that hood, you ain't did sh*t
Yeah, I'll never, ever tell them n***as what I did b*t*h
Ride with the Gleek and my light, you know how sh*t get
N***a
You know how that sh*t get n***a, f**k staying safe you gotta stay dangerous around this motherf**ka n***a, yeah on the gang n***a, I'm two hundred
