Ima Spazz...
Geek on the track
She jus popped a bean and want da keys to da trap
I got breesh, I got bandz
Think shit sweet, think again
O K see
I could never run from beef
Like Durant
Flow like 3
Hundred Stacks got these niggas nervous
And bitch I been ballin so long that I'm starting to feel like Julius Irving
And when u been hard for too long niggas start to judge u cause u perfect
These niggas be cappin on the net n they ain't bout da shit in person
I don't think the shit is worth it
I got the heat
I got the strap
Passenger seat
No it's not in my lap
Got a whole lotta lean
And a whole lotta Laap'
Bitch u know I be trappin
Turn up the city w all my niggas like Straight Outta Compton
Niggas be talkin a whole lotta shit but ain't never on nothin
Soon as we enter the room, that's the end of discussion
We ending the function
You know my niggas came here for da smoke
Where the bro's at they here on for the f*ck shit
Bro We R so 700 ay
Cool it up stove or the oven at
Superbad ain't no Mc lovin ay
100 round K on that drum kit
Under that Drac' u lil dumb bitch
Beast, Ima Spazz
Geek on the track
She jus pooped a bean, and want the keys to the trap
I got breesh
I got bands
Think shit a sweet
Think again
O K see
I could never run from beef
Like Durant
Flow like 3
Hundred Stacks got these niggas nervous
And bitch I been ballin so long that I'm starting to feel like Julius Irving
And when u been hard for too long niggas start to judge u cause u perfect
These niggas be cappin on the net n they ain't bout da shit in person
Maaan, i don't think the shit is worth it
Stackzs Hundo - Horror SZN Lyrics
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Ima Spazz...
Geek on the track
She jus popped a bean and want da keys to da trap
I got breesh, I got bandz
Think shit sweet, think again
O K see
I could never run from beef
Like Durant
Flow like 3
Hundred Stacks got these niggas nervous
And bitch I been ballin so long that I'm starting to feel like Julius Irving
And when u been hard for too long niggas start to judge u cause u perfect
These niggas be cappin on the net n they ain't bout da shit in person
I don't think the shit is worth it
I got the heat
I got the strap
Passenger seat
No it's not in my lap
Got a whole lotta lean
And a whole lotta Laap'
Bitch u know I be trappin
Turn up the city w all my niggas like Straight Outta Compton
Niggas be talkin a whole lotta shit but ain't never on nothin
Soon as we enter the room, that's the end of discussion
We ending the function
You know my niggas came here for da smoke
Where the bro's at they here on for the f*ck shit
Bro We R so 700 ay
Cool it up stove or the oven at
Superbad ain't no Mc lovin ay
100 round K on that drum kit
Under that Drac' u lil dumb bitch
Beast, Ima Spazz
Geek on the track
She jus pooped a bean, and want the keys to the trap
I got breesh
I got bands
Think shit a sweet
Think again
O K see
I could never run from beef
Like Durant
Flow like 3
Hundred Stacks got these niggas nervous
And bitch I been ballin so long that I'm starting to feel like Julius Irving
And when u been hard for too long niggas start to judge u cause u perfect
These niggas be cappin on the net n they ain't bout da shit in person
Maaan, i don't think the shit is worth it
Geek on the track
She jus popped a bean and want da keys to da trap
I got breesh, I got bandz
Think shit sweet, think again
O K see
I could never run from beef
Like Durant
Flow like 3
Hundred Stacks got these niggas nervous
And bitch I been ballin so long that I'm starting to feel like Julius Irving
And when u been hard for too long niggas start to judge u cause u perfect
These niggas be cappin on the net n they ain't bout da shit in person
I don't think the shit is worth it
I got the heat
I got the strap
Passenger seat
No it's not in my lap
Got a whole lotta lean
And a whole lotta Laap'
Bitch u know I be trappin
Turn up the city w all my niggas like Straight Outta Compton
Niggas be talkin a whole lotta shit but ain't never on nothin
Soon as we enter the room, that's the end of discussion
We ending the function
You know my niggas came here for da smoke
Where the bro's at they here on for the f*ck shit
Bro We R so 700 ay
Cool it up stove or the oven at
Superbad ain't no Mc lovin ay
100 round K on that drum kit
Under that Drac' u lil dumb bitch
Beast, Ima Spazz
Geek on the track
She jus pooped a bean, and want the keys to the trap
I got breesh
I got bands
Think shit a sweet
Think again
O K see
I could never run from beef
Like Durant
Flow like 3
Hundred Stacks got these niggas nervous
And bitch I been ballin so long that I'm starting to feel like Julius Irving
And when u been hard for too long niggas start to judge u cause u perfect
These niggas be cappin on the net n they ain't bout da shit in person
Maaan, i don't think the shit is worth it
Writer: Kevin Murray
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