Man Hunt

作词 : Alexander Quezada

作曲 : Alexander Quezada

Lot of cartier brand, huh (Brr), I take my time, huh (Take my time)

Stories about my mind, huh ('Bout my mind), shot him when I ride, huh (Frrat)

Niggas be scared, they lyin', huh

I ain't wrong, I know I'm right (Right)

They know I got that knife (Yeah)

Tote guns out my— guns out my bible

Gotta tell lil' bruh this Glock ain't just for nothin' (Not for nothin')

I aim, I make them run (Run)

The stick an arm and drum (Brrt)

I got the bread, pick up crumbs

I want the smoke, I don't love (Smoke)

Load that chop, nigga dyin' (Chop)

Stack that, one-one-one (One-one-one)

Stats, on my guns (Guns)

Go to sleep, have fun (Have fun, we gon' kill you)

Man hunt (Brrt, pussy), Draco mobbed up (Draco mobbed up)

Devil tied up (Hello?), they didn't wanna say, well why us? (Why us?)

Hang with the vamps, buy thеm up (Vamps)

Stick on me in the black truck (Blitt, blitt)

You's a dolo, back up (Dolo)

Shot them, thеy flyin' like Donald Duck

Prime time, cold cut (Cold)

Say you love, so what? (So what?)

Say when, I went (Went)

Had a— had a bad month (Bad month), smokin' Runtz (Runtz)

Right now, I'm 'bout to bless, shit ain't nothin' (Huh)

Swerve that paper, buy what you need

Buy what you need, huh, made it out, my mind is free, huh (Huh)

Better watch your mouth 'fore you talk to me (Watch your mouth when you talk to me)

I got that dope from overseas

Got that dope from overseas, bullets flyin', they knock the trees (Brrt, uh, yeah)

Niggas droppin' down, just take a knee (Droppin' down, just take a knee)

Lil' Glokk, 'bout all the money, go watch him squeeze (Hold on, yeah, come here)

Nigga stop playin' when I need that cheese (Cheese, huh)

It'll better, she got on her knees (Yeah, for real)

Smoked too much, you know it's hard to breathe (Smoked too much)

Heard you, you keep on callin' me (Heard you)

The fans keep on callin' me (Yeah, fans)

Need you, on like all for me (All for me)

I gotta keep that .223 (.223)

Big racks on, I can't do no doubt

I don't play, you don't want no— (Brrt)

Five tabs that in my Tris (Five)

I get active in that ring (Yeah)

Loaded clip hang out my jeans (Loaded clip)

Let off some shots, done fled the scene (Scene)

Fell in love with Promethazine

I'm gonna do what's best for me (I'm gonna do)

Chopper blow him down (Down)

I got money now (Now)

I got money now, huh