Instinct lyrics

by

Hunxho


[Intro]
I done paid his tuition
This sh*t'll f*ck with your mental, what I been through
On God
Huh
Xho

[Chorus]
Really him, I ain’t just a pretender
Play with this sh*t, get put in a blender
sh*t I been through'll f*ck with your mental
Gettin' paper and sh*t like a pencil
I remember when I ain’t have a penny
Now I'll probably go buy me a missile
Tryna get in her mouth like a dental
It's a button on this b*tch, what the issue?
Tired of runnin' and sh*t, jumpin' fences
b*tches lit in this b*tch like an incense
Get the Henn' in this b*tch, that's my instinct
This sh*t rare, I rarely ever miss sh*t
Givin' back, I donе paid some tuitions
Every day for my baby like Christmas
Free thе church, I ain’t talkin’ 'bout the Christians

[Verse 1]
Free the pen’, I ain't talkin' 'bout the pad or the pot
I be whippin’ up dope with the mittens
I pull up in some sh*t they ain't seen
The 'Cat that I'm in ain't no regular kitten
I got power
Get all Prada, then I put the rest of this sh*t on my engine
Open your mouth
Then get in there like, baby, I'm not just a regular dentist
I'm a dog
I rock out with my dogs, and I can't be flaw, sh*t, that's just law
Put a million in my safe, if I go broke, that b*tch gettin' sawed
Real sh*t, I ain't known to break
I break the bank, then break her wall
These n*ggas known to hate
But do y'all hate me like I hate y'all?
Get it, the broke sh*t ain't my fault
I'm rich, I used to break in cars
And I did good 'til I got caught
And they ain't know Xho like to spin
Feel like this rap sh*t make me soft
When you go up, gotta feed your dogs
sh*t, that's how a n*gga ass gettin' crossed (For real)
[Chorus]
Really him, I ain't just a pretender
Play with this sh*t, get put in a blender
sh*t I been through'll f*ck with your mental
Gettin' paper and sh*t like a pencil
I remember when I ain't have a penny
Now I'll probably go buy me a missile
Tryna get in her mouth like a dental
It's a button on this b*tch, what the issue?
Tired of runnin' and sh*t, jumpin' fences
b*tches lit in this b*tch like an incense
Get the Henn' in this b*tch, that's my instinct
This sh*t rare, I rarely ever miss sh*t
Givin' back, I done paid some tuitions
Every day for my baby like Christmas
Free the church, I ain't talkin' 'bout the Christians

[Verse 2]
Free the P, I'm talkin' 'bout this Bhristmas
Know I ball in this b*tch, they can't bench me
Play, I blow in this b*tch, yeah, I'm itchin'
Put the blue on my car, feel like Nipsey
From the gutter, my shirt a lil' dingy
Bread and butter, we gettin' to this money
n*ggas talk, I ain't tryna hear none of it
Make it jump in this b*tch, cowabunga
I put sh*t on that boy, a whole hundred
And that man ain't comparin' to my hunger
I go get 'em right now if I wanna
This some sh*t from the future, they ain't on this
Say I bought it with cash, I own it
Two million in one month, blowed it
Eatin' good, it look like we bloated
You ain't mine, but, girl, you the coldest
[Chorus]
Really him, I ain't just a pretender
Play with this sh*t, get put in a blender
sh*t I been through'll f*ck with your mental
Gettin' paper and sh*t like a pencil
I remember when I ain't have a penny
Now I'll probably go buy me a missile
Tryna get in her mouth like a dental
It's a button on this b*tch, what the issue?
Tired of runnin' and sh*t, jumpin' fences
b*tches lit in this b*tch like an incense
Get the Henn' in this b*tch, that's my instinct
This sh*t rare, I rarely ever miss sh*t
Givin' back, I done paid some tuitions
Every day for my baby like Christmas
Free the church, I ain't talkin' 'bout the Christians

[Outro]
Talkin' 'bout the Bhristians
Talkin' 'bout the, huh
Yeah, talkin' 'bout the mentions
Yeah, pull up and hit sh*t
Pull up and hit sh*t
Pull up and dish sh*t
Pull up on big sh*t
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