Hunnitsallblue - Pickup Game

This shit ain't nothing
You know it's Hunnits
Shit like a pick up
Know what I'm talking about
Nigga I'm running this shit up
Ball on the block this shit is a pickup
Damn, these niggas be hoes
All these niggas be acting like bitches
All of the glocks came with extensions (30)
Play poppin', poppin'
Poppin' these niggas just like he a pimple
Yeah nigga I came from them trenches
All of my bitches be bad bitches (Bad bitches)
Run up the money
Run up the digits (Run up the digits)
Niggas gone hate, why
'Cause I came from the bottom
But now we have all of that shit (All of this shit)
Nigga I'm pullin' up foreigns and shit (Foreigns and shit)
Strippers and models keep calling and shit (Brrrrr brrrr brrrrr)
Damn, nigga I'm scoring no bricks
Yeah, lean got me snoring and shit
Wake they ass up no tempurpedic
Hunnitsallblue bitch you know that I'm eating (Know that I'm eating)
Ha
These niggas be mad
Shit on these niggas they calling me feces
30 on me you can play I can pop
I put that shit on my pops
Nigga I came from the blocks
Moving that work like the mob
Nigga like me
I Never had me a job
Smoke on too loud this exotic
Pour up that lean
I'm not drinking gold bottles (Drinking gold bottles)
All of my bitches be models
I'm in the trap goin' full throttle
Brand new Benz so I'm swerving the pot holes
Ice cream cake it's mixed with gelato (Mixed with gelato)
Ain't have shit now I gotta whole lotta (Whole lotta)
Bought my bitch Prada just because I'm proud of her (Prada)
Don't fuck with these niggas they imposter
When it come to my money come proper
That's Gucci all over my collar (Double g)
Dope hole how I ran up my dollars
Dunking these bricks like my name Vince carter
Niggas wanna be me
So I am your father (I am your father)
They like that young nigga Hunnits go harder
Straight out the trap I done turned to a artist
Nigga I'm running this shit up
Ball on the block this shit is a pickup
Damn, these niggas be hoes
All these niggas be acting like some bitches
All of the glocks came with extension (30)
Play poppin', poppin'
Poppin' these niggas just like he a pimple
Yeah nigga I came from them trenches
All of my bitches be bad bitches (Bad bitches)
Run up the money, run up the digits (Run up the digits)
Niggas gone hate, why
'Cause I came from the bottom
But now we have all of that shit (All of this shit)
Nigga I'm Pullin up foreign and shit (Foriegns and shit)
Strippers in model keep calling and shit (Brrrrr brrrr brrrrr)
Damn, nigga I'm scoring no bricks
Yeah, lean got me snoring and shit

Written by:
Tariq Foster

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