Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sport (Outro), artist - M Huncho. Album song 48 Hours EP, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 12.04.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: M Huncho
Song language: English
Sport (Outro) |
| I need to get new clothes so I do dirt in three-bill Truies |
| Trap trap like Louis, break two down and I put 'em in two weeks |
| I don’t hustle for Louis Vuitton, I need all these packages, gave me the gun |
| Wake up and it’s 6 in the mornin', she acts up, I’ll be okay with porno |
| More times I drive on my lonely 'cause I could never trust no soul |
| I see these goalies tryna play striker, why don’t you just stick to your own, |
| bro? |
| I stick to my own goal, health up and my circle’s small |
| Don’t talk to these brothers, I box up a box, the second time and I’m movin' |
| like 40 |
| I be like methane, you be the ball lord |
| Stack it up, stack it up, it’s lookin' so tall, tall |
| Monopoly, fuck the, I’m with Sean D and the bee’s knockin' |
| I’m up in the trapper, we just got the re-up again and again and again |
| The door just keeps on knockin', money foldin' |
| Wallets overrated, Huncho on your playlist |
| Don’t give a fuck about no A-List, uh |
| Someone give Posty a call, without GRM, we still rated |
| And we’re in it for the bands though |
| Food up in the transport |
| Re-up in the JanSport |
| Little boy, this a man’s sport |
| And we’re in it for the bands though |
| Food up in the transport |
| Re-up in the JanSport |
| Little boy, this a man’s sport |
| Bummy brothers, this some music brothers over L |
| Fell on my face, broke, yeah, I never fell |
| California, pack in the mail |
| Remember them nights it was cold, it’s rainin', I’m sendin' Brooks out to help |
| So many nights in the |
| So many nights in the cell |
| So many night thinkin' you was my friend |
| If there was, some will go |
| Inhale, exhale, woosa, yeah, yeah |
| I triple my cup, I triple my dosage |
| Pass me the hookah, fuck it |
| Pass me the shisha, fuck it |
| Pass me the Rizler, fuck it |
| If I’m not gettin' no sucky tonight, she suckin' her face now |
| And that’s brodie, I’m tryna make money like Avon |
| These jiggers are preein', they movin' McNulty |
| Uh, I used to shot Chris Brown off for the royalities |
| I didn’t have no one that could spoil me |
| In the, all this foil on me |
| And these pigs on me, in the loft right now, with a zip on me |
| And we’re in it for the bands though |
| Food up in the transport |
| Re-up in the JanSport |
| Little boy, this a man’s sport |
| And we’re in it for the bands though |
| Food up in the transport |
| Re-up in the JanSport |
| Little boy, this a man’s sport |
| And we’re in it for the bands though |
| Food up in the transport |
| Re-up in the JanSport |
| Little boy, this a man’s sport |
| And we’re in it for the bands though |
| Food up in the transport |
| Re-up in the JanSport |
| Little boy, this a man’s sport |