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brickboydior - hunnids freestyle lyrics

[chorus]
we gon’ run down on him if it’s ’bout them hundreds
little boy don’t want smoke, he running
came up, ten bands i’m thumbing
beat the p-ssy up and it sound like i’m drumming
glock-17 and it hold 17
i don’t need to c-ck it got one in the chamber
i’m getting bread right now
i don’t need to f-ck the b-tch, i’ll just do that sh-t later
we gon’ run down on him if it’s ’bout them hundreds
little boy don’t want smoke, he running
came up, ten bands i’m thumbing
beat the p-ssy up and it sound like i’m drumming
glock-17 and it hold 17
i don’t need to c-ck it got one in the chamber
i’m getting bread right now
i don’t need to f-ck the b-tch, i’ll just do that sh-t later

[verse]
i’m up in the studio making them hits
masked up on the road with them sticks
designer my body, them ricky my kicks
i’m up in the trap, had to get off them bricks
she suck on my d-ck in the back of the uber
said that she love me, but i barely knew her
i’m on the scene with my b-tch and my shooter
pushed up in foreigns, you still on a scooter
you don’t need no b-tch, you just need that bag
i’m going up and it’s making them sad
ain’t no ugly hoes, my b-tches bad
sleep at night, no more getting them (?)
counting these bands, hundreds and fifties
everywhere i go, that stick coming with me
i get that bag, city to city
leaving the spot and your b-tch coming with me
you don’t want war, you don’t want static
if you really want it, then you can have it
all of my bros love codes and habit
we gon’ leave your spot looking tragic
i pop me a xan, then i won’t wake up
my b-tch look good, don’t need no makeup
i’m in the kitchen whipping like a baker
hitting these licks ’til i get my cake up

- brickboydior lyrics

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