Hunnet Round Readyy - No Heart lyrics

(Chorus) Damn Hunnet Why They Actin So Hard ? Why You Keep That Strap Outside Ya Draws ? Why You Keep It Kosher , Never Talk... Why This n***a Beefin Bout A Broad... Cause That n***a p**y And Im Not... She Was Just A Nut , Ion Want That Thot... Heard He Lookin Fa Me , Keep My Glock... Try Me If Ya Wanna Shake The Spot... (Verse) I Sit Back & Laugh , While Countin A Check... Hunnet Round Readyy , Foul Out Wit The Tech... Hunnet Round Readyy , Not Jason Or Freddy , Ion Get My Hands Dirty Just Send Out A Text... Master Splinter , All You n***as Some Rats , Pockets Bulgin , Thats The Print Of My Stack... Ima Real Street Piru n***a , I Am Not One Of These n***as Bangin In Chats... f** n***as Love Talkin sh** , Til They See Me Out & Become A Mute... Dont Believe The Hype , She A f**in Thot & I f**ed That b**h Thats The f**in Truth... Not One Times , Not Two Times , Like 3 Times I Was Diggin In Ha Gut... Hittin Ha From The Back While You Text Ha , Thats One b**h You Should Never Trust... 12th Grade I Got Caught Wit A Weapon , Sent Me Ta Juvenile... 11th Grade On A 1 Year Suspension , In The Streets Goin Wild... 10th Grade Had Ta Rob Me A n***a , I Never Went Ta Trials... n***a Didn't Wanna Press Charges On Me , So They Just Kicked Me Out... Bad b**h Wit Me She Ain't Even Mine , She My Lul Secret b**h...

Saw Ya On Campus Thought You Was A Shooter , Yeen Even Wit The sh**... Main b**h Pillow Talked Ta Me , But I Do Not Kiss And Tell... All That Gangsta sh** You Comin Wit , b**h I Know Were Tf Ya Live... Ima Watch The Clip Peel , Ima See Ya Blood Spill... Ima Tell Ya Lul Homie , Die Witcha If He Real... "Damn Hunnet Ain't No Pressure On Nun , P I Was Just Sayin"... So Whats Up Wit All That Murkin Me sh** "Hunnet I Was Just Playin"... Yall p**y n***as Actin , Ima Pull Up Get Ta Clappin... Ima Real Blood n***a , Ima Show Ya West Brackin... "Ian On Nunna That f** sh** P , You Know I f** Witcha Music"... Shut The f** Up , Funny Ass n***a , Even Thoo You Sound Amusin... (Chorus) (Verse) So Many Shots Had Ta Reload The Clip... They Say Money Talk , These n***as Quiet As Hell... My Father Down The Road They Caught My OG Wit Meth... Sendin Shots Straight From The Tech Ion Give Af Bout The Ref... Stick Hangin , Gang Bangin , Hold Up... Rather Be , Rich Than Famous , Pay Up... n***a Comin Too Gangsta , Heon Know Me... Little Did He Know His b**h Been f**in On That Back Seat... (Chorus) (Outro) So Many Shots Had Ta Reload The Clip... They Say Money Talk , These n***as Quiet As Hell... My Father Down The Road They Caught My OG Wit Meth... Sendin Shots Straight From The Tech Ion Give Af Bout The Ref...