HUNNI FREESTYLE! lyrics

[Verse]
Woah, woah, woah, uh
Smokin' that pack at the front, oh
Lil' b*tch, I may feel your stress, oh
I ain't tryna make new friends
I already went and did all that
Your b*tch tryna hit my page
Make me, b*tch, consider that (Yeah)
Woah (Woah)
Shawty getting too close (Let's go, lil' b*tch)
On the low (Yeah)
Still smoking hella dope
Shawty wan' f*ck, yeah
I'm like, "Baby, let's go" (Baby, let's go)
B-b-b-beat it up (Yeah)
Then I'm finna go ghost (Yeah)
I ain't seen her in months (Yeah)
She like, "Where that b*tch go?" (Where that b*tch go?)
I'm in love with my gun, yeah (Yeah)
D-R-A-C-O (D-R-A-C-O)
Yeah, all they do is talk
I was flexing on all thesе hoes
Yeah, you ain't really a punk, yеah
You just wear nice clothes (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, everybody so fake, I can see it in they souls (Yeah, yeah)
I'm not awake off the lean, it's where I doze (It's where I doze)
Yeah, I see your play characters inside yo' songs, uh
N-P-D-C-A finna kick down on my doors, uh (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Shout-out Fulcrum, b*tch, I'm faded than a ho, uh
Yeah, I see yo' plays, them sh*ts botted, that's fo' sure, uh (Yeah, that's for sure)
I'm too creative, all this sh*t is off the dome, yeah (Off the dome)
Told her, "Repeat that sh*t"
All this sh*t is off the dome, dome, dome, dome, dome, wait, hold up
I'm in my zone, zone, zone, zone, zone (Zone, zone)
Yo' b*tch hit my phone (Yeah, yeah)
I'm so done f*ckin' with these hoes
You're not funny, and we smokin' on some dope, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
[Outro]
(You're not funny, and we smokin' on some dope, yeah)
(Smokin', smokin' on some dope)
(On some dope)
(Yeah, on some dope, yeah)