80 Reef - Good Hunting (feat. Yunga Wave)

I got some money you got some money
We got some money i'm popping out with you
I got a ten you got a ten
Plug want twenty i'm coping it with you
We bring that heat in the winter
I got some rings i'm a winner
Left her on read
Went to go make me a double that's why I left her in bed
Ducking the feds
I couldn't work with them people I rather hustle instead
They heard what I said they heard what i'm saying
I say a price and they pay it
They hear I was made they know I ain't playing
They want me can't find where i'm staying
They said that they know us
It's a two she seater she bring her friends
They know that we coupe up
Started from bottom we climbing up ten
You know that we flew up
We looking good they put us on plates like eat us or chew us
Like eat us or chew us
I told her to eat
Twenty off swipes ten for the features I had a good week
Three for the telly five for her hair she got a good weave
I put a car right in her name I got some new keys
I got some money you got some money
We got some money i'm popping out with you
I got a ten you got a ten
Plug want twenty i'm coping it with you
We bring that heat in the winter
I got some rings i'm a winner
We got some money now we had no money then
Now they want fuck with me but I cant fuck with them
Just like a dyke and a nigga disgusting
I don't got time for that shit they discussing
Yunga he back on his bullshit again
Told her its za but you knew it was mids
Sold for the high but it came for the low
The only person I can't finesse are the bros
Life is a bitch pussy fat put my tongue in it
Found me a trap with some money and drugs in it
Jumped in that bitch like some water I plunged in it
Take a deep breath like your bitch put her lungs on me
I heard she a eater be slurping and guzzling
But when I pull up to see her she struggling
All of this huffing and puffing i'm done with it
Like why she was breathing so hard
When i'm the one that got fat while they starved
Still got them blues and them yellows like Marge
All of my faces are red like they scarred
I'm still on the wave and I don't need a boat
Supreme dungarees on my shirt and my coat
Stripper lil bitch tried to tell me to vote
When she's the one out here finessing the poles
For twenty-four hours
I been on the run like the police behind me
The judge ask me questions
Like bitch suck my dick i'm respectfully lying
The police pull up and we faithfully dying
I can't fuck with rats cause them niggas just like em
I can't fuck with rats cause them niggas just like em
I got some money you got some money
We got some money i'm popping out with you
I got a ten you got a ten
Plug want twenty i'm coping it with you
We bring that heat in the winter
I got some rings i'm a winner

Written by:
Shariyf Muhammad

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