lirik lagu j1hunnit - auntie house shoe
[intro]
(rj always trippin’, man, rj always trippin’, man)
i’m finna trip with him
1hunnit
[chorus]
excuse me if i’m rude, my double cup be full of crude
inhale the fumes straight to the face, it help me lose my attitude
them n~ggas wore they welcome out, they kept tryin’ to intrude
i’m ridin’ five percent, the pigs keep they eyes glued
the coupe baldhead, the top gone, st. jude’s
the spot roll every friday, ice cube
i used to have to wait to play my cousin gamecube
if i ain’t listen to auntie, she whoop me with her house shoes
[verse]
i’m known to break hoes that choose me on pursuit
i’m goin’ there and comin’ back, they got some sh~t i can’t refuse
eight ball, corner pocket, straight shot, the pool cube
i’m talkin’ real~deal loud, this sh~t blowin’ out the fuse
every time i come around, i tend to spark a price feud
i’m playin’ 635, i met him off of lake june
i get the perc’ ‘script from an oldhead, she drink prunes
i walked in, them n~ggas thought we brought plies, they seen goons
them animated n~ggas fake as f~ck, they cartoons
arp can strike a whale down, the harpoon
i told bae we goin’ on a trip, but not shrooms
i need to deodorize the spot, i smell fumes
i’m with a bunch of rich black men, we’re not coons
buddy tried playin’ with the four and met dune
white tan sittin’ on the kitchen counter, the sand dunes
i’m waitin’ on that one phone call, the strand bloom
let me find out you n~ggas 12, i hate noon, hmm
i’m known to take a b~tch soul, the saint soon
when that pack touch down, i’m finna serve the whole room
squares can’t fit into my circle, it’s no room
all a n~gga ever wanted was one m and an old~school
now i’m like, “f~ck that, my n~gga, that’s the old you”
if you think you built to last, the game will expose you
it turned soft n~ggas hard, this sh~t’ll really mold you
[chorus]
excuse me if i’m rude, my double cup be full of crude
inhale the fumes straight to the face, it help me lose my attitude
them n~ggas wore they welcome out, they kept tryin’ to intrude
i’m ridin’ five percent, the pigs keep they eyes glued
the coupe baldhead, the top gone, st. jude’s
the spot roll every friday, ice cube
i used to have to wait to play my cousin gamecube
if i ain’t listen to auntie, she whoop me with her house shoes
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