huncho zay – vvs lyrics
[intro: huncho zay & fly melodies]
yo! make it rain fly!
huncho ya, yeah
[chorus: huncho zay]
i got diamonds vvs up on my wrist uhuh
i might cop balenciaga for my kicks uhuh
never ever met a shorty not on tricks uhuh
had to watch my f-ckin back up in the 6 uhuh
all these hatin’ n-ggas talkin’ h-lla sh-t uhuh
gotta choppa now he runnin’ from my stick uhuh
i remember bein’ broke and livin’ sh-t uhuh
now im stackin up the bands we gettin rich uhuh
[verse 1: huncho zay]
baby what you bout, i don’t like the way you movin
betta watch yo mouth, cuz them opps gon need some schoolin’
p-ssed out on the couch, man this lean it got me snoozin’
diamonds for the clout, she be really out here boomin’
hottest youngin on the track, makin’ hits, base boomin’
patek on my wrist, diamond chains, im coolin’
checks be comin’ out, h-lla zeros now we movin
broke hoes poppin’ out, heard she wanna f-ckin move in
woah, what you for, i ain’t comin’ like that
yea she broke, she a hoe, so she stuntin’ like like that
beat the case, k!ll the game, why you frontin’ like that
im a god, you a lame, yea im strummin’ like that
n-ggas gotta problem so they test me, test me
choppas leave they bodied -ss to resting, resting
i dont speak on sh-t we not confessing fessing
bandz up in my count they f-ckin blessings blessings
[chorus: huncho zay]
i got diamonds vvs up on my wrist uhuh
i might cop balenciaga for my kicks uhuh
never ever met a shorty not on tricks uhuh
had to watch my f-ckin back up in the 6 uhuh
all these hatin’ n-ggas talkin’ h-lla sh-t uhuh
gotta choppa now he runnin’ from my stick uhuh
i remember bein’ broke and livin’ sh-t uhuh
now im stackin up the bands we gettin rich uhuh
[verse 2: lil jisatsu]
look at all these diamonds on my wrist (yuh!)
know i got the bag i’m getting rich (getting rich!)
i got all these b-tches on my d-ck (yuh!)
last year hatin’ now they blow a kiss (blow a kiss!)
look at all these diamonds on my wrist (yuh!)
know i got the bag i’m getting rich (getting rich!)
‘member i was dreamin’ as a jit (what?)
all these p-ssy b-tches talkin’ sh-t (talkin sh-t!)
stompin’ up the store (up the store!)
with the gucci flames upon my kicks (yuh!)
hating me before (hatin’ me?)
now she wanna suck on my whole clique (yuh! yuh!)
told her it’s too late tho (it’s too late!)
i don’t f-ck fake hoes (nah!)
pour up in my faygo (wah?)
pusher print like legos (pusher print!)
[chorus: huncho zay]
i got diamonds vvs up on my wrist uhuh
i might cop balenciaga for my kicks uhuh
never ever met a shorty not on tricks uhuh
had to watch my f-ckin back up in the 6 uhuh
all these hatin’ n-ggas talkin’ h-lla sh-t uhuh
gotta choppa now he runnin’ from my stick uhuh
i remember bein’ broke and livin’ sh-t uhuh
now im stackin up the bands we gettin rich uhuh
[outro: huncho zay & fly melodies]
huncho ya, yeah
yo! make it rain fly!
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