Lyrics hunnit bandz - Stevie

hunnit bandz

Hunnit bandz you gone fold when that check come
Shorty bad but she ain’t even the best one
I know they mad cuz they ain’t us they hate us
I know they mad cuz they can’t live like this
I’m in that new drop coupe ah with the rooftop missing
Shorty glew up ooo I need you to have my children
Balenci down
With Chanel on my cologne
I’m ready now I got these racks up in my call log
Whatchu want from me
Shorty bad and she calling me
Stop tryna run these games on me you a dub baby
Fuck baby you keep following and unfollowing
I’m sick and tired of trying when you is not with me
You was never on my sid you tried to lie to me
But you still rally on my mind you took my life from me
I had get up on my grind but I’m still crying and I’m dying on the inside
Yea you really did me dirty
I’m sipping dirty
And I’m smoking on this dope I don’t pop no 30s
Boy I heard you cuffing hoes yea you chasing birdies
Had your main bitch suck me up like a McFlurry
Hunnit bandz you gone fold when that check come
Shorty bad but she ain’t even the best one
I know they mad cuz they ain’t us they hate us
I know they mad cuz they can’t live like this
I’m in that new drop coupe ah with the rooftop missing
Shorty glew up ooo I need you to have my children
Balenci down
With Chanel on my cologne
I’m ready now I got these racks up in my call log
I got bands all in my pants now
Watch it sag down to my loafers
Diamonds dripping from the neck down got me cold like Minnesota
We was booming off that Metro no more stolen Motorolas
Gun in hand ain’t had no holster
Damn my life a roller coaster
And I’m up now
I don’t really give a fuck now
Don’t bring your bitch around me she a bust down
You thought this shit was sweet lil boy wassup now
Hit a pick 6 on your bitch like it’s a touchdown
Dropping shots call me Stevie Curry
Step back behind the arc I ain’t even worried
I remember when them bitches tried to curve me
Now you can’t step in to my presence you ain’t worthy
Hunnit bandz you gone fold when that check come
Shorty bad but she ain’t even the best one
I know they mad cuz they ain’t us they hate us
I know they mad cuz they can’t live like this
I’m in that new drop coupe ah with the rooftop missing
Shorty glew up ooo I need you to have my children
Balenci down
With Chanel on my cologne
I’m ready now I got these racks up in my call log