Lust (feat. H.N.I.C Celix & 1luhtk) Video (MV)

H-N-I-C, we the best, nigga! We the best, nigga
I love you, Huncho
Hollup, hollup, hollup, hollup
My young nigga hop out the coupe, you know that we slidin', ya
And I can't f*ck with these hoes, cause these bitches be lyin'
My new coupe got two doors, but bitch, we still slidin', ya
Bitch, we still slidin', bitch, we still slidin'
I hop on the beat and I geek
Can't f*ck with these hoes, man, I swear they be weak
You talk about my gang, I'm gon' tweak
You talk about my gang, I'm gon' motherf*ckin' tweak
Heard you hopped in the game, bitch, I motherf*ckin' leaped
And I can't f*ck with niggas, I swear they be sweet
You talk, I'll get hit with the heat, ya
You talk, I'll get hit with that motherf*ckin' heat
That drake got a binary, know we OD
And them bullets gon' hit your ass across the street
And I'm with your bitch now, yeah, I got her so geek, ya
I got her geeked up, yeah, bitch, I want the bands don't need love
Yeah, I'm bout to just pour it up in my new cup
Bout to tell lil, shawty, what's up
Bout to tell lil, shawty, what's up
You know that I'm pourin' it up, yeah
I'm pourin' that wokhardt in my f*cking cup
Can't fold with these niggas, I swear they be ducks
And I'm f*ckin' yo ho man , I swear she a slut
That hoe keep actin' out, so I told her she cut
And I do not want love, bitch, I just want the lust
Bitch, I don't want love, bitch, I just want the lust
Bitch, I don't want love, bitch, I just want the lust
You playin' in the game, she get hit in your gut
Y'all f*ckin' is hoes, she a lil' dirty slut
Y'all are always talkin' that crazy shit, so she got cut
Yeah, lil' boy want it smoke, he got hit in the neck
I'm that nigga, bitch, give me my f*ckin' respect
Spent 500' on a brand new kill tech , yeah
And my gang ain't comin' to stop, yeah
I been cookin' shit up like a chef, yeah
I'm shootin' shit front deep with fatty on me, bitch
I feel like I'm Steph , yeah
And if you end up on me, lil' boy, I promise your dumb ass
Gon' get dealt, uh
Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm
Bitch, I don't want love, I just wanna f*ck
Pop out on a hot nigga like what's up
He was speakin' on me, he got put in a blunt
I can't f*ck with these niggas, I know that he tell
Oh, he speakin', okay, he must wanna see that
I can't play with these boys, yeah, I'm tryin' to get rich
I rip this shit up, this ain't counterfeit
I done earned my stripes, nigga, I get that
Mm, come through that bitch, trippin', uh
Hot shit, make a nigga blow up, uh
Think you a bully, lil' nigga, uh
Come and run, don't try your luck, uh
Like, really, I don't give no f*cks, uh
And all my niggas be facin', uh
I'm ridin' around through I-20, uh
And the cops can't even try to chase
Yeah, these niggas been hustlin', we know that
Let him play, he get pulled up with tough ass
He ain't gonna blow it, tough ass, he listen, I'll give the boo-boo
He ain't standin' on 10 and we knew that
That boy ain't havin' money like no racks
I can't chase it low, cuz I'm the catch
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