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[Intro: Tommy Savo]
Kuna's in this bitch

[Verse 1: Lil Hash]
We was walking around at the top
Was wondering who gone stop us
We was walking around in Atlanta
Was wondering who gone rob us
Y’all niggas better back the fuck
'For you end up talking yo the rocket
Imma walk to yo grand mama crib
Wit a forty all up in my pocket
I was skrrting down memory lane
Going a hundred now I’m going thirty
I was scraping the edge of the whip
Vision blurry sipping on the dirty
This bitch sitting here right by my side
Giving head, prolly end up dead
It really was worth in the end but
But we flying getting to the bread
While back, while breaking a rack
This nigga Kuna came and said
A nigga was hating outside
Lemme pop a bullet in his head
Say goodbye look right in his eye
And pull the trigger and we out
Asking why this Nigga done died
Simple hating for the clout

[Hook: Kuna]
Pull up on your dealer wit my light up fucking tennis shoes
I might crash the whip finesse yo clip and end up on the news
I be making bangers making moves you just rap for views
Treat this like a game I guess I’m winning and you finna lose
Pull up on your dealer wit my light up fucking tennis shoes
I might crash the whip finesse yo clip and end up on the news
I be making bangers making moves you just rap for views
Treat this like a game I guess I’m winning and you finna lose

[Verse 2: Kuna]
I hit from the back when I’m hitting the whoa
Hit yo bih, she gotta go
Looking outside it’s starting to snow
You wanna come in, bitch no
Been doing this shit you already know
Spent a band all on my clothes
I cannot spend no money on a hoe
Switch up the beat no switch up the flow
Peter piper picked a pack of pickled pepper
Pussy boi be talking pull up wit the pecker
Pull up on em wit the choppa spot em like leopard
Make em travel like a triple stepper
Popping a chop we ain’t smoking on popper
All you can eat so we eat in on lobster
Popping a cap you gone speak to this chopper
Run you down you going straight to the doctor

[Verse 3: Lil Hash]
Popping popping walking thru the broad day
Hit the whoa walking thru the hallway
Cut the cash and we do it all day
Rock wit me you gone do what I say
Smoking blunts and they come in all size
Wit the hotties and they come wit thicc thighs
Fast wit gas but I’m late wit reply’s
Wit the Rollie and I watch the time fly

[Hook: Kuna]
Pull up on your dealer wit my light up fucking tennis shoes
I might crash the whip finesse yo clip and end up on the news
I be making bangers making moves you just rap for views
Treat this like a game I guess I’m winning and you finna lose
Pull up on your dealer wit my light up fucking tennis shoes
I might crash the whip finesse yo clip and end up on the news
I be making bangers making moves you just rap for views
Treat this like a game I guess I’m winning and you finna lose