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j1hunnit - temper tantrum lyrics

[intro]
(ooh, sh+t, that’s a danny g beat)

[verse]
my cougar b+tch wanna get married and i don’t mean no harm
but she ain’t gettin’ sh+t from 1hunnit but a ball of yarn
i woke up mad my step son kept me up with him snorin’
i walked in the kitchen and then p+ssed in his lucky charms
the client said, “send a whole yield”, he tryna start a pharm’
i remixed a hundred pack of zaz with fifty ‘bows of corn
i don’t even need an umbrella, i can weather the storm
pull up at the spot and flash the lights, then honk the h+rn
i just remembered that a college kid owe me, should i kick his dorm?
step on him at the greek show if i get too bored
i’m ready if they draw me out the shadows like jason bourne
i think i want an onlyfans chick, let’s make a p+rn
i told her have the food hot and ready, but the plate was warm
i looked the b+tch dead in her eyes and said, “cook me more”
she said it ain’t no food in the fridge, well, b+tch, go to the store
use the lil’ money that i gave you, don’t ask for more
i ain’t lil durk and icewear, but i’ll up the score
i push weight, i got abs now, bae, check my core
it’s a lot of different bags in, i got packs galore
big hammer on me when i serve ’em, my name is thor
they hate to see me smile, i know it hurt like a canker sore
i just rap a lot, but the gas is what i’m famous for
i know this b+tch like to f+ck a lot, she got a condom drawer
hit her in a three+point stance until her coochie sore
we went two rounds and she still tryna ask for more
i put my pants on and then walked my ass out the door
she know that i deliver every time, that i can assure
i ain’t the lil’ boy type, bae, what you take me for?
the n+gga you be f+ckin’ lame as h+ll, he’s a cornball
everybody know i got the juice like orenthal
i send my boogeyman to do the hit, don’t be scared, y’all
my junkie went and did it for some miller lights and pall malls
chris brown, the red beam reflectin’, bounce from wall to wall
he’s gone now, we chucked the deuces at him like kevin mccall
i’m really startin’ to miss the drank lately, i’m havin’ withdrawls
i turn into a werewolf at night, i gotta hide my claws
model b+tch with me real freaky like paris hilton
i’m sick of n+ggas givin’ they two cents, f+ck they opinion
he reach far and came up short like rumpelstiltskin
i told him i am not a loan shark, i do not be lendin’
coughin’ too hard smokin’ the za’, i think my chest bendin’
blowin’ kush os with my mouth, i’m airbendin’
i told the b+tch, “never text my phone unless she nude sendin'”
sipped the wock’ out a gatorade for a smoother quenchin’
[outro]
yeah, 1hunnit
sipped the wock’ out a gatorade for a smoother quenchin’
i like the way it taste
tingle on my tastebuds a lil’ bit, you know what i’m sayin’?
they need to bring act’ back too, while we just talkin’ ’bout drank and sh+t

- j1hunnit lyrics

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