Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Head Huncho, artist - M Huncho. Album song Huncholini The 1st, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 23.01.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: M Huncho
Song language: English
Head Huncho |
Yeah |
Countin' up this bag is excitin' |
Yeah, I gave my mum some bags after night shifts |
Yeah, you’re my brudda, you ain’t gotta hide shit |
And your energy’s kind of different, I can’t vibe with you |
Might be sittin' next to you and there’s no clue |
I’m on Southern Railway and I got some food |
I’m so used to winnin' now, I cannot lose |
See my favourite fiend today, I gave him twos |
In Chanel we goin' in, we buyin' twos |
One for me and one for sister, that’s a mood |
Can’t be spendin' on a woman, fuck your bag |
I got a talent man, I’m good with rubber bands |
Casually run through a hundred bags |
Feds wanna cuff me, I had bruises on my hands |
I don’t know how they know I’ve been so ruthless, I had plans |
They blamin' all the shavings and bootings on the gang |
I’m countin' up this bag, it’s so excitin' |
Latex so I can put my hands on all this Pyrex |
Foot down, put it in sports when I see sirens |
Both my past and my present has been violent |
I just left the corner store with rubber bands |
How can you try and tell me who I am? |
Get some cash and tie it on you, that’s a plan |
I’m in Paris wearin' Alexander Wang, oh yeah |
Back in London, yeah, I got a chick in Wang |
That just set me back, yeah, a couple grand |
Stop at 'Dam and check the plug, that’s how I am |
Got deliveries just loaded and they’re stamped |
And they’re stamped |
It’s 3AM, yeah, I’m like a vamp' |
When I play COD, I do not camp |
In real life, I do not camp |
I shine like Sonia, then shine like Lamps |
I still provide for fans who need that TT white for fast |
Still, I need elastic bands, been makin' bankrolls from the bando |
I love the hustle and as far hustle can go |
I made a killin' off the fifty and a Zanco |
I might have to go on toilet, S.O., thank you |
These 'rales want me back, I started with a Q and climbed |
We ain’t know they managed that |
This metal on me, I can’t lack |
Still, I count up all my cash |
I just blinked and blew a stack, ohh, ohh |
I just left and blew a stack, ohh, ohh |
Head Huncho back-to-back |
I still bag it up in flats |
I’m still settin' traps for rats |
I’m still givin' food to cats |
And I don’t mean no pussycat, no, no |
I don’t mean no pussycats, no, no |
Headie One and Huncho, oh, oh |
I’m get-gettin' packs for lows |
And we’re gettin' packs for lows |
And I’m sellin' all the dro, ohh, ohh |
Get it for the low, ohh |
I still get it for the low, ohh, ohh |
Don’t short on the pack, make sure |
Hahaha |
Hahaha, oh shit |
Don’t come here showing that bag boy |
Huncholini the 1st |