Hunnids lyrics
by Young Jordan
[Chorus]
Drop-top on the coupe, yeah, make it spin, b*tch
Diamond, diamond on my neck, diamond on my wrist, b*tch
I don't know you, baby, but I know what we did, b*tch
I know you an opp, like a thot, you get hit, b*tch
And you can't come to the spot, you can't know how I live, b*tch
But I'm on the top of the floor where the pent' is
Double-R today, I ain't ridin' in a Bentley
Hundreds in my pockets, ain't no way that I can lift it
[Verse 1]
Got racks in the pocket, uh, got racks in the safe, uh
Got racks on my b*tch, uh, got racks in the bank
Take the lips off a rat, feed the boy to a snake
Lotta sticks in the house, gotta treat the crib like a play
Gotta treat the crib like a safe
Yeah, I got it stuffed with a whole lotta vibes
Yeah, I got a bottle with a whole lotta lines
I ain't sippin' on green, I don't pour no slime
I don't know her birthday, I don't know her sign
But I know her scent, Chanel No. 9
Cold outside, you can tell by the time
Ice in the watch, yeah, you know I shine
[Chorus]
Drop-top on the coupe, yeah, make it spin, b*tch
Diamond, diamond on my neck, diamond on my wrist, b*tch
I don't know you, baby, but I know what we did, b*tch
I know you an opp, like a thot, you get hit, b*tch
And you can't come to the spot, you can't know how I live, b*tch
But I'm on the top of the floor where the pent' is
Double-R today, I ain't ridin' in a Bentley
Hundreds in my pockets, ain't no way that I can lift it
[Verse 2]
Hundred come in crispy (Uh-uh), ain't no way I'd risk it (Uh-huh)
I just got some fire sh*t, but I cannot finish (Ooh)
'Less I'm on this Perc', then, ooh, I'ma kill it (Ooh)
Ooh, she wanna feel it (Ooh), this Baccarat, no incense
This Baccarat expensive, that boy don't got it
Don't put me in no top ten, no top five, I'ma top it
Got Hermès on her body, don't play with her, she pop sh*t
Got a big blunt of the 'Scotti, make a n*gga go crazy like moshpit
[Chorus]
Drop-top on the coupe, yeah, make it spin, b*tch
Diamond, diamond on my neck, diamond on my wrist, b*tch
I don't know you, baby, but I know what we did, b*tch
I know you an opp, like a thot, you get hit, b*tch
And you can't come to the spot, you can't know how I live, b*tch
But I'm on the top of the floor where the pent' is
Double-R today, I ain't ridin' in a Bentley
Hundreds in my pockets, ain't no way that I can lift it