Top Songs By Ay Huncho
Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Ay Huncho
12-saitige E-Gitarre
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Ay Huncho
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Boss Beats
Produzent:in
Soulis
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Lyrics
Up the score I think we're up by six but let me check were big
Graves, diggers, triggers, bananas we empty plenty clips
Pulling out to eat he didn't get the chance to order shit
I order hits and nobody's safe, cuz when I up this bitch
Yeah I know they're fake and they told me they'd never take it there
Make a diss song and get (gunshot) that's just me playing fair
I wanna play with sticks, you lil' bitch, you ain't a ?
I wanna play with switches and clips, hop in the car we won't miss
I aim from [CENSORED] and [CENSORED] don't wait his legs hit his hips
Call me captain sink his ship, they keep on sharing their drip
Don't play around, I already told them who's next
They're shooting 6s in their vids or 6 in his chest
Its still 30 up on 30 fuck the opps
Sends shots do them dirty ill be lurking on their blocks, red dots
Can't be gang talking to feds, they wanna talk were only aiming at heads
They're lying, they're crossed up, this counter clash will crop it
Paparazzi at the window, they got ?
Say my name they call a church, put on pressure let it burst
Make him humble, I'm gon' put him down to earth
Bring your gang, I'm giving tickets to a box
Its not a game, point scorer on the roads and in the locks
We ain't the same
They go out and buy new shit, we put pussies on this clips
We already went through this, don't talk if you won't come do shit
Still claiming a body youse didn't hit
Go check the score, youse need to stop and earn quick
I'll put some holes in your fit
Big holes is what got left in his chest, he wanted peace now in peace he will rest
It's still 30 up on 30 fuck the opps
Sends shots do them dirty I'll be lurking on their blocks, red dots
Can't be gang talking to feds, they wanna talk were only aiming at heads (we're only aiming at heads)
Written by: Ay Huncho