Hunnid$ (feat. Tana)

(Haha, what the f—?)

Hunnids on hundreds on hundreds on hundreds

(Haha, what the f—?) Huh, huh, yeah

I'm talkin' 'bout hundreds on hundreds on hundreds on hundreds

Yeah, talkin' 'bout hundreds

Your bitch, she keep me cummin' (Keep me cummin')

These racks, I keep on thumbin' (Keep on thumbin')

The racks, they keep on comin' (Keep on comin')

Yeah, she keep puttin' that pussy on me because I love it (Because I love it)

Yeah, I got tattoos on my sleeve like Andre Drummond, yeah (Yeah, yeah, Andre Drummond)

In Atlanta, I'm like Freedom Funk (Huh, huh)

Put that dick in her spine, make her jump (Huh, huh-ah)

You can't come to the spot, you get pumped (Huh, huh)

Fuck them pussies, they cannot keep up (Huh-ah, huh-ah)

Ridin' around with that fire, you get plucked (Huh, huh)

And I always show love to my plug (Huh, huh-ah)

And she snortin' white like the moon (Yeah, yeah)

I be gettin' higher than the sun (Yeah, yeah-ah)

Huh, yeah

I'm talkin' 'bout hundreds on hundreds on hundreds on hundreds (On hundreds on hundreds)

Hunnids on hundreds on hundreds on hundreds (On hundreds on hundreds)

Hunnids on hundreds on hundreds on hundreds (On hundreds on hundreds)

(Haha, what the f—?)

Phønk, King Phønk

Surf, grah, bitch

Øway, Øway

Ten dollas

Message to all my opps: fuck you

Phønk, Phønk

Øway

Bitch, I do drug deals and triple crosses

All these bitches, they on drugs and pills, they poppin' pink dolphins

Hope you steppin' like you talkin'

We gon' put 'em in the coffin

I just passed lil' bro the forty

Bitch, I'm Tezzus, ain't even doggin'

I be shittin' on my ex bitch, leave her in the toilet

I get kilos from a mexican, I hope he don't get deported

On the roads, you can snort me

I'm the sickest in the east

Bitch, I'm tatted like Ed Hardy, I put crossovers on my sleeve

I put crossovers on my feet

I wear crosses on my jeans

Lil' Phønk pop up where you snorin'

I make dollas in my sleep, bitch, I make hundreds on hundreds on hundreds on hundreds

I get them drugs in, and send 'em to Colombus

She get to snortin' after she crush it

I run to the money like Sunny

J's on the floor, sleepin', they unconcious

Baby Drac' just came with scope, put a K' dot on yo' pumpkin

Phønk