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hatchback - bunny (uth) lyrics

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[verse]
aye
that’s me and lil bunny on a 3*double*0
nah, that’s me and lil bunny in a hatchback
creep up close, don’t look, get slapped at
circle the 5, no one’s there
we’re tryna show bro that we gotta spin back fam
my little n*gga nizz got tucked in a backpack
don’t get close, get turnt to a hashtag
three man in the bike like the 3 wicked witches
they was talkin’ online, now he’s chillin’ in ditches
i’m stuck in the trap, ain’t got time for no b*tch
n*ggas know it’s that time when my trigger finger itches
he got wrapped in a box and that was right before christmas
smoney try run, hе got left with stitches
yc got done and that boy wеnt swimmin’
stay safe outside when the gangs on drillings
he got shot in his face on his block for just chillin’
they can never war me live in the streets
lil bro got it tucked and he’s cattin’ to squeeze
how they got bun and they ain’t slapped cheese?
i was cheesing when kyze got bun
don’t look back, n1 just run
that n*gga saw death when he saw that gun
hunna saw my face and he knew he was done
didn’t think twice then he left his run
them man there f*cked when the green lights on
green lights when i buss them red lights
you’re p*ssed if you see them head lights
jump out and give that n*gga a egg fry
cc got a 6 times 10 times
what got kyze in the field with a g9
and i don’t wanna hear ‘bout b9, that was friend from knee height
now i’m in point tryna use it and gleam fam
not in the ends then i’m live in the seaside
fully vigilant tryna pattern them papers
out here linking the hood with your stainless
lloyds, barclays, monzo, my n*ggas been patterned them papers
i trap of course, i’m still tryna leave an opp brainless
free bad bizz just stuck in the wing
get caught in the boom, man i’m doing him a favour
the gang outside, can we go true flavours?
a passenger seat where my man’s babe is
if she’s lined up, she’s gonna get her a bracelet
he try get away and he got him a face lift
mission complete, now she live with the gang
shawty said i’m the safest
striker’s striking, bun that, bine him
you ain’t gotta tell d9’s there’s danger
i come from nothing, really get to the paper
stay out the way, ain’t got time for no haters
huh, i stay out the way, ain’t got time for no*
pull up on a block, stop drop and roll
n*ggas know that hands on the pole
‘lati caught life, i would’ve been at his home
this 6 shot spins, i always aim for the dome
baby got yucked, no he never got smoked
why would i waste these t**th’s from the pole?
i backed this one and he said, “oh no”
then i said, “oh yeah”
then i proceeded to ching out chest plate
you had that vest, safe onto the next
i linked that plug, put the bread on the desk
all the cats know i got the best
i send the young boy down there in a text
don’t come ’round here ’til suttin’ gets stretched
better leave that red, or better off dead
they don’t wanna see me live on the front of the bike
or the back of the car or the [?]
so i tell the young boy, “better grip this tight, when you grip this mash, you better f*cking abuse it”
they ain’t getting it done, it’s really us that’s doing it
they ain’t getting it done, it’s really us that’s—
they ain’t getting it— aye

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