lirik lagu toohda band$ - hunnid (remix)
[chorus: toohda band$]
n~gga, i been wok dropping, neiman shopping, road running
had to slime a n~gga, left his nose running
only time i excercise is when i’m f~cking on your woman
i ain’t running from a thing, chop fully with a hundred
[verse 1: toohda band$]
[?] we tryna pop a n~gga pumpkin
ain’t no shortage over here, the whole squad getting money
you can tell i’m eating good, b~tches say i’m getting chubby
i ain’t even touch your b~tch, she just like i look like money
in the trenches where it’s dark, i wear my chains to make it sunny
[?] we just know [?]
[?] without the seel, i shake my head cause he a dummy
i ain’t never chasing b~tches, i’m too busy chasing money
chains dancing, roli bussing, we ain’t faking
glock on me, i got choppers in the bas~m~nt
catch an opp, we let him drop, it ain’t no waiting
[?] money than you basic
drunk [?] because i bought it just to taste it
i was taught that n~gga tried to run, you better go and chase him
i done made a lotta thousands, on my grannie, ain’t no faking
n~ggas pillow talk forever, when they see me, they don’t say sh~t
caught his b~tch looking at my wrist, and made his face twitch
any beef i got, i’m dropping 50 to erase it
i know some real k!llers, broad day, you get your face hit
doing a hundred, tryna switch the lane, i [?]
[chorus: toohda band$]
i been wok dropping, neiman shopping, road running
had to slime a n~gga, left his nose running
only time i excercise is when i’m f~cking on your woman
i ain’t running from a thing, chop fully with a hundred
[verse 2: daboii]
in the bay i f~ck for free, only pay to eat
i was bagging weed, before i learned my abc’s
[?] jewelry on, just me and david b
road trip with my sons, i’m hidin dope in his baby seat
bought her [?], but i’m telling her it’s gucci
i’m drinking syrup, b~tch, quit telling me i’m moody
tryna pay me for a feature, [?] won’t even move me
got a b~tch from east oakland, she love when i call her boosie
eh don’t book me for no shows, if i don’t get [?]
f~ck around, and pull a bl!ck out on a crowd
b~tch, get back
when n~ggas have flat screens, we had tv’s with the big macs
[?] gucci socks, but i’m ghetto, so they mismatch
[chorus: toohda band$]
i been wok dropping, [?] road running
had to slime a n~gga, left his nose running
only time i excersize is when i’m f~cking on your woman
i ain’t running from a thing, chop fully with a hundred
[verse 3: bfb da packman]
i ain’t worried ’bout a thing, chop fully with a hundred
[?] with this gun
[?] uzi or the [?]
what you sparking up? smell like dooky in the blunt
h~ll na that ain’t [?], [?] in the cut
she like daddy why you trippin? i get moody off the drugs
doing anything, pour the [?] in the [?]
you can’t top me while i’m driving, [?] f~ck
pull up on a n~gga block, [?]
thinking you my only b~tch, you trippin b~tch as well
voices in my head, got me trippin on myself
seen an opp, he in the mall, [?] sh~tted on himself
[chorus: toohda band$]
i been wok dropping, [?] road running
had to slime a n~gga, left his nose running
only time i excersize is when i’m f~cking on your woman
i ain’t running from a thing, chop fully with a hundred
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