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bandgang biggs - hunnit on yo head كلمات أغنية

[intro: bandgang biggs]
yeah
come on now (d_mn, flaw, this what i’ve been prayin’ for)

[verse 1: bandgang biggs]
they like, “biggs, ain’t y’all n_ggas back scammin’?” (“ain’t y’all n_ggas back scammin’?”)
i ain’t speakin’ on it, might have warrants outstanding
i got chops with the monkey nuts (boy), give an opp a tummy tuck
make him sh_t himself, they like, “that n_gga got the bubble guts”
when you see me, all this ice i got on fifty_plus (i got on fifty_plus)
i thought i told you from the start, n_ggas can’t f_ck with us (they can’t f_ck with us)
six mile made me, f_ck you, pay me
them 7.62s’ll have you shakin’ like rabies
brodie said he in the a, i’m on the next thing smokin’
popped a couple perkies, i’m all on the plane rollin’
my life just like a movie, n_gga, you ain’t havin’ motion
i just left the mall, now louis v all on my clothing (yeah)
louis this, louis that, that’s my rich b_tch (that’s my rich b_tch)
gucci this, gucci that, that’s my rich b_tch (that’s my rich b_tch)
the feds gave me three years on some b_tch sh_t
but last year my son got everything he want for christmas (yeah)
i’m a heavy lean pourer (b_tch), big loud roller (n_gga)
my lil’ brother ej called me, say he opp smokin’
chillin’ in my condo, n_ggas tryna pop smoke him (d_mn)
this sh_t is not a game, n_gga, we are not jokin’ (at all)
[chorus: bandgang biggs & bandgang lonnie bands]
you can keep that lil’ twenty, it’s a hundred on your head (hundred on your head)
runnin’ to that bag, runnin’, runnin’ to that bag
dropped some sh_lls in his car and watch how quick the n_gga crash
if i ever ran from you (ayy), i was runnin’ to a mag, n_gga (i was runnin’ to a mag)

[verse 2: bandgang lonnie bands]
f_ck this rap, i pulled a billion out the meth lab
ten states, ten days, got me with jet lag
there’s ten lonnies, ten biggs, these rappers step_dad
ten choppers, three blowers, this fin need backlash
tell travis scott i’m the real cactus jack
n_gga, i really cop where the desert at
i wanna give a shoutout to my favorite wetback
hit the ride east way harder than livin’ a haystack
if i ruled the world, i’d free all the shred
i would free all the opps, but most of them n_ggas dead
take what come with this gangster sh_t, i know what i pledge
mama, i know i ain’t no k!ller, but they push me to the edge

[chorus: bandgang biggs]
you can keep that lil’ twenty, it’s a hundred on your head (hundred on your head)
runnin’ to that bag, runnin’, runnin’ to that bag
dropped some sh_lls in his car and watch how quick the n_gga crash
if i ever ran from you, i was runnin’ to a mag, n_gga (i was runnin’ to a mag, n_gga)

- bandgang biggs

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