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hitready - don't fumble lyrics

i play the trap love to hustle
break when i clap, like a huddle (break)
i’m in the afty wit the fatties henny shot make it double

(chorus: hitready)
i play the trap love to hustle
flipping that pack don’t fumble
break when i clap like huddle (break)
i’m in the field like stubble
i’m tryna stay out of trouble
you ain’t even on my level
i’m in the afty wit the fatties henny shot make it double uh
i play the trap love to hustle
flipping that pack don’t fumblе
i play the trap love to hustle
flipping that pack don’t fumblе
i play the trap love to hustle
flipping that pack don’t fumble
i’m in the afty wit the fatties henny shot make it double uh

(verse 1: hitready)
i’m in the field like stubblefield
i’m tryna see if the love is real
ya girl she f++k and suck me still
i make her happy wit her meal (badabababa)
gave her 3 bombs the other day and she rollin still (rollin)
i see a sucka +ss enemy then you know the drill
gloves on when i hug the steal turn him to holyfield
tryna block my shots thinking he a goalie (illl)
i’m in the trap love to hustle
had to get mine from the muscle
trust n0body don’t trust you
tellin lies, actin fly you goin make me pluck you
on the guys f++k the other side n!++a f++k you
tellin lies, actin fly you goin make me pluck you
on the guys f++k the other side n!++a f++k you
(chorus: hitready)
i play the trap love to hustle
flipping that pack don’t fumble
break when i clap like huddle (break)
i’m in the field like stubble
i’m tryna stay out of trouble
you ain’t even on my level
i’m in the afty wit the fatties henny shot make it double uh
i play the trap love to hustle
flipping that pack don’t fumble
i play the trap love to hustle
flipping that pack don’t fumble
i play the trap love to hustle
flipping that pack don’t fumble
im in the afty wit the fatties henny shot make it double uh

(verse 2: hitready)
i play bar drinking henny
f++k in the car got it wit me
in the cut rollin up sticky
vibing wit robin x vicky
becca pulled up in a tesla
becky me fast give the neck up
i ain’t sayin becca the best one
after she blessed me gave checks up
uncle john called me said send me something
had to make a stop down the hookah lounge
then made a stop down 21
migos drunk having plenty fun
and i don’t play wit it come to funds
don’t play wit me girl i ain’t one of them
bumfeet smoke all thru my lungs
clutch heat, switches on all my guns
in the afty mackin on ya b+++h n!++a what now
sh+t i got the ball now im tryna score the touchdown
she said that she love me. that i drive her crazy
norf philly made me. logan valley raised me
(chorus: hitready)
i play the trap love to hustle
flipping that pack don’t fumble
break when i clap like huddle (break)
i’m in the field like stubble
i’m tryna stay out of trouble
you ain’t even on my level
i’m in the afty wit the fatties henny shot make it double uh
i play the trap love to hustle
flipping that pack don’t fumble
i play the trap love to hustle
flipping that pack don’t fumble
i play the trap love to hustle
flipping that pack don’t fumble
i’m in the afty wit the fatties henny shot make it double uh
i’m in the afty wit the fatties henny shot make it double uh
i’m in the afty wit the fatties henny shot make it double uh
i’m in the afty wit the fatties henny shot make it double uh
i play the trap love to hustle. flipping that pack don’t fumble

- hitready lyrics

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