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Hundreds
Hip-Hop/Rap
Hundreds was released on February 19, 2025 by LOKI ENTERTAINMENT GROUP INC as a part of the album Final Hour
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Release DateFebruary 19, 2025
LabelLOKI ENTERTAINMENT GROUP INC
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM70

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Will B
Will B
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
William Edward Baltrusaitis
William Edward Baltrusaitis
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
William Edward Baltrusaitis
William Edward Baltrusaitis
Producer

Lyrics

Hunnids, hunnids, big ol' blue face hunnids
The love of the money and the come up gone numb us
I said hunnids, hunnids, big ol' blue face hunnids
Let the cash fill your stomachs, it's all rubbish if you love it
I said let me dumb it down, I got a guilty crown
It won't go unpunished now when the love is something foul
Got a style of my own, view all green like a drone
I ain't even throwing stones, money talk on the phone
Like"how you doing Will, you got demons in the field
Think the money make you real, you know the drill, it shoot to kill"
And I'm trying to make a meal, and I ain't even say a mill
I said a meal for real, chicken quarters on the grill
And I slide with the sides, I got the beans and fries
See the gleam in my eyes, green screens make it fly
Moonbeams in the sky, we dream schemes for the pie
We just trying to get the cream, but we ain't trying to die
Hunnids, hunnids, big ol' blue face hunnids
The love of the money and the come up gone numb us
I said hunnids, hunnids, big ol' blue face hunnids
Let the cash fill your stomachs, it's all rubbish if you love it
I said Benny on my mind, I done plenty on this grind
Trading pennies for my time, Britney hit me on my line
We'll chop it up and plan it out, split it up and fan it out
All them demons ran about, praying hands we cast them out
I said here we go again, a vicious cycle I've been in
Talking paper with my pen, throw it in recycle bins
Cause it's rubbish if you love it, God's gotta go above it
Speaking of it, put Him on the summit, make it go public
As far as these hunnids, I make em and fill stomachs
Pay the bills and make budgets, cause my wife a real duchess
I hate it and I love it, God forgive me trying to run it
Hit the gas, pop the clutches, for the cash, we some gluttons
Hunnids, hunnids, big ol' blue face hunnids
The love of the money and the come up gone numb us
I said hunnids, hunnids, big ol' blue face hunnids
Let the cash fill your stomachs, it's all rubbish if you love it
Hunnids, hunnids, big ol' blue face hunnids
The love of the money and the come up gone numb us
I said hunnids, hunnids, big ol' blue face hunnids
Let the cash fill your stomachs, it's all rubbish if you love it
I said
Written by: William Edward Baltrusaitis
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