Lyrics Humble - Thouxanbanfauni, A3C

Humble

Racks always change the whole topic of discussion
All that shootin' talk but you niggas ain’t bussin'
Chattin' in private but won’t see me in public
Got yo bitch in the kitchen cookin' more than muffins
Yeah you know I put the bands in the bag I stuff it
And yo hoe she get a lot more than just the stuffin
And I don’t whip bricks I just jugg your oven
And if you really want something how you leave with nothing?
Ay ay ay I be movin' weight weight weight
Bitch we heavy weight weight
My way or the highway way
Want it now I cannot wait wait
I know that these hoe’s gonna' contemplate plate
I done have to put it on my plate plate
Shawty we cannot fuckin' date date
Shawty wanna have it in the day day
Boy you like to be the one to hate hate
I cannot even fuckin' wait wait
I got all these hoes off of way way
Thouxanban got the shit engraved graved
And I take that shit to the grave grave
Why you pussy niggas work like slaves slaves
And my sleave gotta' keep a 8 8
And you know Im dancin'
Racks always change the whole topic of discussion
All that shootin' talk but you niggas ain’t bussin'
Chattin' in private but won’t see me in public
Got yo bitch in the kitchen cookin' more than muffins
Yeah you know I put the bands in the bag I stuff it
And yo hoe she get a lot more than just to stuff it
And I don’t whip bricks I just jugg your oven
And if you really want something how you leave with nothing?
Shade shade shade you can catch the fade fade fade
Niggas throwin' shade shade shade
Copped some vintage frames frames frames
Know she want it hey hey hey
Lil mamma fuck for fame fame fame
Had to keep my faith faith faith
When I’m in the lane lane lane
Or I’m in the field field field
Aye I pop my steel steel steel
Know the devil real real real
Fish and then I reel reel reel
Aye these niggas fake fake fake
Now I’m movin' weight weight weight
Aye I need that steak steak steak
Gotta' have it late late late
Racks always change the whole topic of discussion
All that shootin' talk but you niggas ain’t bussin'
Chattin' in private but won’t see me in public
Got yo bitch in the kitchen cookin' more than muffins
Yeah you know I put the bands in the bag I stuff it
And yo hoe she get a lot more than just the stuffin
And I don’t whip bricks I just jugg your oven
And if you really want something how you leave with nothing?