A Hunnit lyrics

[Intro]
D-D-D-Danny Wolf
Hoodwolf sh*t
Haha, MISOGI

[Chorus]
Ridin’ round town with a hundred thou’
Ridin’ round town with a hundred thou’
Ridin’ round town with a hundred thou’
Ridin’ round town with a hundred thou’
Ridin’ round town with a hundred rounds
Ridin’ round town with a hundred rounds
Ridin’ round town with a hundred rounds
Ridin’ round town with a hundred rounds
n*gga run up, it’s a man down
n*gga run up, it’s a man down
n*gga run up, it’s a man down
n*gga run up, man down
These b*tches, they say I’m the man now
These b*tches, they say I’m the man now
These b*tches, they say I’m the man now
These b*tches, they know I’m the man now

[Verse 1]
I’m takin’ Danny with me, I gotta take a trip to Mexico
I got your b*tch suckin’ on my egg roll
Ooh, whip with the left and the right like I’m klepto
Kickin’ sh*t hard for the dope with no shell toes
Bag like Santa, my Audi got a red nose
I take your girl out to eat in my car though
I be geeked up on a pound of Gelato
I be dead fresh, I’m drippin’ in designer
My b*tch jealous, got too many diamonds
Paycation, somewhere where they can’t find me
Came from the street, don’t trust ‘em, they grimy
Since the age of 13, I been grindin’
Had to cut them n*ggas and I ain’t rewindin’
You tryna be like me, n*gga, keep tryin’
Water drippin’ on me like I was cryin’
Blood on the floor like somebody was dyin’
I be so fresh, I ain’t walkin’, I’m flyin’
AP or Rollie, I could change the time
Hundred round chopper and a Glock 9
Call up Ricky, shoot that b*tch in the spine
Me and that lean, we got a bond
I f*cked your b*tch, she really mine
Hundred thousand in my Gucci bag
[Chorus]
Ridin’ round town with a hundred thou’
Ridin’ round town with a hundred thou’
Ridin’ round town with a hundred thou’
Ridin’ round town with a hundred thou’
Ridin’ round town with a hundred rounds
Ridin’ round town with a hundred rounds
Ridin’ round town with a hundred rounds
Ridin’ round town with a hundred rounds
n*gga run up, it’s a man down
n*gga run up, it’s a man down
n*gga run up, it’s a man down
n*gga run up, man down
These b*tches, they say I’m the man now
These b*tches, they say I’m the man now
These b*tches, they say I’m the man now
These b*tches, they know I’m the man now

[Verse 2]
f*ckin’ that money up, I got a whole lot of jewellery
Drinkin’ that yellow ‘Tuss, look like curry
Jump in the Hellcat, that b*tch start purrin’
Ice cream man jump out the pack like Big Worm
I keep my four pockets fat like Craig
Ran out of Act, drink red instead
f*ck that lil b*tch and she give me some head
I want the Percs, the Xans, the meds
Real trap n*gga, still duckin’ the feds
Gucci sheets, rapped ‘round my bed
I got chickens, n*gga, come get an egg
AP cost me an arm and a leg
Rockstar Trapstar life
Diamonds hittin’ like a ball fight
Nut in her mouth, she act like she can’t talk right
On a Perc, I’m tryna f*ck some all night
Hundred round chopper, I turn ‘em to mash
I do 200, I’m doin’ the dash
I need exotic, I don’t smoke gas
I wanna [?], she count a hundred bands
Chop-chop-chopper’ll spray like the Orkin man
Chopper be geeked up like it’s on Lortab
I got rubber bands like battle of the bands
Geeked up on molly, damn, I need a mask
[Chorus]
Ridin’ round town with a hundred thou’
Ridin’ round town with a hundred thou’
Ridin’ round town with a hundred thou’
Ridin’ round town with a hundred thou’
Ridin’ round town with a hundred rounds
Ridin’ round town with a hundred rounds
Ridin’ round town with a hundred rounds
Ridin’ round town with a hundred rounds
n*gga run up, it’s a man down
n*gga run up, it’s a man down
n*gga run up, it’s a man down
n*gga run up, man down
These b*tches, they say I’m the man now
These b*tches, they say I’m the man now
These b*tches, they say I’m the man now
These b*tches, they know I’m the man now

[Outro]
Pablo Juan, n*gga
Know what the f*ck goin' on, n*gga
Hundred round, a hundred thousand, n*gga
Money, plugs, and guns, n*gga
Ain't no n*gga helped, n*gga
You thought, n*gga