Hunnitsallblue - Jada

Imma fuck it up and get it back
Hunnits baby keep 100 racks
Baby
It's Hunnits
My bitch is so bad it's not making no sense
Baby girl how you get so thick
Ass fat when you hit gotta lift
Turn a young nigga inside of a trick
She got me shopping at Tiffany (Tiffany)
I shot him quick then I fled the scene
Scooby doo shit it's a mystery
Ten chains on my neck like I'm Mr. T
Remember them hoes use to shit on me
Now none of them hoes mean shit to me
All of them hoes they be into me
My momma said I would be rich good epiphany (Duh)
I'm in the trap toting a lemon squeeze
Turn't up my trap off the bags of the lemon tree
They coming back like it's Medellin
All of my dogs straight good pedigree
Block the bitch now she spamming my IG
I got that Drac right beside me
Fresh as a bitch you can't find these
Double G's like I'm Harambe (Gucci)
Stuck in these streets, I ain't stayin' with mommy
Ran this shit up, now they say that I'm cocky
That's ya bitch, oh she suck it so sloppy
That's ya bitch, well she ain't acting like it
We gone take her, me and my niggas some pirates
Fly as a bitch, yeah I should have been a pilot (Fresh)
Sing to your bitch like I'm Y.K. Osiris
Crashed out I done ran up her mileage
Bags in I keep pounds of exotic
Bags in I keep packs of exotics
All of my bitches be bad they some models
I'm in the trap and I'm goin' full throttle
Pull up Givenchy, my bitch rocking Prada (Drippy)
Bad girl and she match my persona
Cashed out, we ain't riding no loners
I know you remember them things that I told you
Just keep it real baby girl don't you fold up (Baby)
I might fuck it up get right back
I might fuck it up get in my bag
Bitch it's Hunnits I don't mean to brag
My bitch is so bad it's not making no sense
Baby girl how you get so thick
Ass fat when you hit gotta lift
Turn a young nigga inside of a trick
She got me shopping at Tiffany (Tiffany)
I shot him quick then I fled the scene
Scooby doo shit it's a mystery
Ten chains on my neck like I'm Mr. T
Remember them hoes use to shit on me
Now none of them hoes mean shit to me
All of them hoes they be into me
My momma said I would be rich good epiphany (Duh)
I'm in the trap toting a lemon squeeze
Turn't up my trap off the bags of the lemon tree
They coming back like it's Medellin
All of my dogs straight good pedigree

Written by:
Tariq Foster

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