Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Habachi, artist - UnoTheActivist. Date of issue: 10.12.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Habachi |
| Every nigga 'round me gonna see about you |
| Every nigga around me, they keep a K or two |
| And you know we gon' spray at you |
| Got a Ruger on me, might paint him blue (Pew-pew) |
| I can’t fuck with the bitch 'cause I know she the truth |
| I’m gettin' the head, I know she the swoop |
| Big bag, I ain’t fryin' the food |
| You runnin' from me then I’m comin' for you (Dig) |
| Comin' for me then I’m comin' for you |
| Dimebag, I’ma give 'em a few |
| Do his ass, he gonna pay for the loot |
| I’m too cool, had the suit with the loot |
| Two-seat coupe, two hoes gotta scoop |
| Ooh, pass one, you can call that an oop |
| She bend over, she gon' grab on her boot |
| I been hit it, I’m just telling the truth |
| Pardon your French, ho, you say «we» a lot (We, we) |
| What about me? |
| I smoke tree-tree a lot (Tree, gas) |
| If I take you out then we gon' eat hibachi |
| Every nigga 'round me gonna see about you (I see) |
| Every nigga around me, they keep a K or two |
| So you know we gotta play it cool |
| 12 bitin' with a sabertooth |
| We just trying to turn the tables, fool (What?) |
| Ooh, walk around in this spacesuit |
| 'Cause a nigga smokin' moonrock |
| Stomp 'em out in the moonboots |
| Run up on me, I’ma soon shoot |
| (What? Go, what? What?) |
| There is no oppressing me (What?) |
| First impressions is the worst (What?) |
| Do not apply the pressure please |
| Please do not stand next to me (What?) |
| Uh, no, there is no testin' me (Dig) |
| Answer that, I gotta turn your brain to some shredded cheese |
| Diamonds on my neck, I’m |
| negative six degrees |
| Hit a nigga with the .45 like isosceles, uh |
| Sometimes I feel just like I’m Socrates |
| Kick a lot of shit, they askin' me, «Can I play soccer, please?» |
| Sell a lot of swag but tell me why these niggas coppin' pleas |
| Uh, yeah, can you stop it, please? |
| Pardon your French, ho, you say «we» a lot |
| What about me? |
| I smoke tree-tree a lot |
| If I take you out then we gon' eat hibachi |
| Every nigga 'round me gonna see about you |
| Every nigga around me, they keep a K or two |
| And you know we gon' spray at you |
| Got a Ruger on me, might paint him blue |