Head Huncho lyrics

(Tino Shoot Sum)
(Ayo, Sebastian, run that sh*t the f*ck)

[Verse 1]
Yeah, SOB the gang, I'm the head hunch
Can't tell no lil' n*ggas thirteen smokin' dead opps
pus*y n*gga pull up over here trippin', yousa dead opp
Boy I'll make a movie wit' your b*tch hit a Red Box
Ee--er, ee-rr, ee and make the bed rock
f*ck the industry got the streets in a headlock
And yeah b*tch that lil' bag fire but the head not
And yeah put a beam up on his ahh, n*gga red dot
Ahh, you gon' do what? Boy you bet not
Now if they paying the high for the Zahs we gon' set shop
Hit 'em wit' a one two com, n*gga bet bop
Hit 'em wit' a one two com, n*gga bink bink
When we step up in the room n*gga bling bling
Yeah I think all these n*ggas hoes, n*gga
Yeah big body backing up, n*gga beep beep
Pull up to his baby mama crib like, "baby it's me"
I don't give a f*ck about a b*tch, I'm who the b*tch need
b*tch it ain't good, it ain't gravy, it ain't sh*t sweet
Pull up to the next n*gga hood n*gga six deep
And we don't give a f*ck 'bout no beef we got six Gleeks
And I don't give a f*ck 'bout no b*tch, let a b*tch be
How you still stuck on that pound? It's been six weeks
b*tch thought I'd Birkin her ass, I'm like, "b*tch please"
Yeah I gave yo' ass my all girl it's crazy how you did me
Put diamonds on your neck and they didn't come from Tiffany
It's crazy, I'm off a four of Wok, but I'm tipsy
Sixty thousand cash, all blues, rip Nipsey
It's sixty thousand cash, all blues, n*gga rip Nip
n*gga sayin' he the big dog? Oh he a big b*tch
Boy this is not a XD, this a big blick
God don't wanna broke b*tch, need a rich b*tch
Yeah, have you ever squeezed a ahh, 'til it click click
Yeah, why you throwin' up that hood, you ain't did sh*t
Yeah, I'll never, ever tell them n*ggas what I did b*tch
Ride with the Gleek and my light, you know how sh*t get
n*gga
[Outro]
You know how that sh*t get n*gga, f*ck staying safe you gotta stay dangerous around this motherf*cka n*gga, yeah on the gang n*gga, I'm two hundred