Hunnits, Fifties (feat. Yung Bans) - wifisfuneral Lyrics




[Wifisfuneral:]

And these diamonds on my, yuh, ay



Understand that these diamonds on my neck look like a glacier

And I don't even need your hoe, don't need to save her

I'm just counting up the guap, get right the paper

I'm just counting up the guap, get right the paper

I got them hunnits, fifties, in the trap, where it's at

I got them hunnits, fifties, in the trap, where it's at

Gettin' hunnits, fifties, yeah, in the trap, where it's at

Gettin' hunnits, fifties, ay, in the trap, where it's at, yeah



Spent about 10 bands on my necklace

Hunnit racks bussin' out the wrapper, lil broke boy

Yet you say you flexin'

Count it up, count it up, diamonds on flex mode

Shit looking like it's playin' Tetris

'Preme on my chest, I'm a mess

Lil bitch then spend that check and I wreck shit

Lil bitch twitch like erections

You ain't got the strap like yuh, ay

Runnin' up them bands like yuh, ay

Main bitch a side hoe what, ay

Had to cut my ex, she a thot, ay

I'm a real nigga, know how I rock, yeah

I don't want box, just top, ay

Smokin' all the loud, can't stop, ay

Wrist work right with the pot, damn

Wrist work right with the pot, damn

Broke my wrist like what, damn

Wrist work right with the pot

Broke my wrist like what



Understand that these diamonds on my neck look like a glacier

And I don't even need your hoe, don't need to save her

I'm just counting up the guap, get right the paper

I'm just counting up the guap, get right the paper

I got them hunnits, fifties, in the trap, where it's at

I got them hunnits, fifties, in the trap, where it's at

Gettin' hunnits, fifties, yeah, in the trap, where it's at

Gettin' hunnits, fifties, ay, in the trap, where it's at, yeah



[Yung Bans:]

All my diamonds dancin', dancin', ay, dancin', ay

All my diamonds dancin', dancin', Bans, yah

I can love no ho, but I love my bitch

Young nigga ran it up with this counterfeit

Diamonds dancin' on my wrist, VVS's hit

Is you a monster or a bitch, nigga take your pick

Yeah, my life a movie but I'm writin' it

No stunt double, bitch we doing all type of shit

Hit the bitch once, tell her bye 'cus I don't like the bitch

Ridin' with the fire at all times, yeah I don't fight and shit

Huh, these pussy niggas dykes as shit

You lookin' like a biker bitch

Bitch, I'm drinkin' Balmain straight out the [?] shit

Bitch, it's Yung Bans, if I want, I'mma buy that shit



[Wifisfuneral:]

Understand that these diamonds on my neck look like a glacier

And I don't even need your hoe, don't need to save her

I'm just counting up the guap, get right the paper

I'm just counting up the guap, get right the paper

I got them hunnits, fifties, in the trap, where it's at

I got them hunnits, fifties, in the trap, where it's at

Gettin' hunnits, fifties, yeah, in the trap, where it's at

Gettin' hunnits, fifties, ay, in the trap, where it's at, yeah


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