Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hunnet Bands, artist - Lil Keke. Album song Heart of a Hustla, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 08.01.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Seven 13
Song language: English
Hunnet Bands |
That’s right ok, Don Ke in the building |
The money don’t sleep nigga |
Not where I’m from, check it out |
They say the money don’t sleep, a hustler ain’t tired |
Wake up getting paid, cause the paper outside |
How bout a hunnid bands, a hunnid bands |
Lately they ain’t sliding, I done ran through a hundred grand |
A quick six figgas, I guess we hood rich |
I’m bout my hustle bout my cash, yeah I’m good bitch |
Highly motivated, and super dedicated |
I see the faking and the hate, but I appreciate it |
The money never sleep, the cash never rests |
Real nigga first of all, don’t ever second guess |
You suckers shaking hands, I’m out here making plans |
Fifty racks and doubled up, and made a hunnid bands |
This shit for ery’body, this shit for all ya’ll |
I told the bitch that I was finished, but she still call |
On the grind give it time, I’ma kill ya’ll |
24's on the curb, what I still crawl |
They say the money don’t sleep, a hustler ain’t tired |
Wake up getting paid, cause the paper outside |
How bout a hunnid bands, a hunnid bands |
Lately they ain’t sliding, I done ran through a hundred grand |
This here for ery’body, this here for all ya’ll |
This here for ery’body, this here for all ya’ll |
This here for ery’body, that’s why I still ball |
I love the grind, give it time I’ma kill ya’ll |
This ain’t for weak niggaz, this here for grown men |
It’s 4 AM, I’m still up and still going in |
You know them soldiers on the highway, making sacrifices |
I swear these books is out the roof, I’m talking drought prices |
I’m counting every grand, until you understand |
That them few bricks and couple pounds, gon' be a hunnid bands |
Now what’s the destination, we got the transportation |
It’s C.O.D. |
when you see me, so have that cash waiting |
I got that money pride, plus money never tired |
You know them FED’s out here looking, keep your money quiet |
We love to hustle, and were shine like the street lights |
Give me a hunnid bands, dip and make it double twice |
Hey get your paper up, put your cash down |
Get you a hunnid bands, nigga this is swag time |
Get you a couple of mo', then make em double up |
You know they doubting a real nigga, I don’t give a fuck |
Oh yeah I’m hustler made, you busters underpaid |
And it’s gon' cost your ass some racks, if Don on the stage |
I’m still a hardhead, Herschelwood vet |
VS-1's hunnid bands, get the whole set |
The Maserati was a dolla, and some extra change |
Boulevard flossing hard, I need a extra lane |
This shit for ery’body, not just the hood cats |
It’s 7−13, we came to bring the hood back |