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AkDripz - Hunters (feat. E dot) Lyrics



AkDripz - Hunters (feat. E dot) Lyrics
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We not doing that, we not doing that, we not doing that
I'm up in court and I'm looking for the topics,
He said he touching who, boy you better f*cking stop it
Talking on the gang, we gon hit you in yo mata, she do what I tell her yeah she say imma father
All in her bed, yeah she said she a foster, screaming out his name, Jesus Christ
Not gon help ya take out the clip, unload the hollows
Hittin life for potholes, we in that getaway ripping up the cops tho
Why you dissing on me when you said that you not though
Playin that shit cause that bitch is a bop hoe, somebody
Bring a mop hoe, the bitch just touch my glock yo thought it was my cock yo
Every time you know me, I just be f*cking around, till the bitch bend over
She be touching the ground
Bitches look at me, I want to see yo ass smile,
Now I ain't got a cap and gown but I'll take your ass down,
Yeah, I'll take your ass down, I'll take your ass down
Right down to the food mart, where we at to get some f*cking food before I beat your ass
Go get some food, and better go up your loot
Brand new tonka, I went 5% tinted my roof
All black fit, I went 5% tinted my boots,
Feet on ground that's why, you cannot take down these roots
All black hunters, all through summer, know what I want,
Then why the f*ck would I pull up on you looking for numbers
F*ck a number, put her under yeah
Choppa with cutter it go through like butter I AP my left and skully my other
Woah, yeah we selling low
Want some what we pour
Make her touch your toes toes
Can't deal with these hoes, can't deal with these hoes,
She pull up in them Nike pros, she going down the slope,
Pussy, let me drive the boat
Imma a motherf*cking dock it
Walk it like I motherf*cking talk it, bitch
I keep my heart right in the locket
Yee she a sinner ye she a sinner ye she be sinning
Sinnin for a bastard, in my two tone I go faster,
Praying watch my Sins, now she looking for a pastor,
Yeah, yeah, looking for a pastor, woah looking for a pastor
Stay blessed, send that voodoo to the caster,
Lil Glock Ruger bitch I am the master bitch I woah
Yeah, I'm the master, Lil Glock Ruger, bitch I am the motherf*cking master, bitch, yeah
I'm the master Lil Glock Ruger bitch im the motherf*cking master, bitch I
Oh yeah All black hunters all through summer
Running round with fye loaded in our f*cking holster
All black hunters all through summer
Running round with fye got us acting a lil bolder
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We not doing that, we not doing that, we not doing that
I'm up in court and I'm looking for the topics,
He said he touching who, boy you better f*cking stop it
Talking on the gang, we gon hit you in yo mata, she do what I tell her yeah she say imma father
All in her bed, yeah she said she a foster, screaming out his name, Jesus Christ
Not gon help ya take out the clip, unload the hollows
Hittin life for potholes, we in that getaway ripping up the cops tho
Why you dissing on me when you said that you not though
Playin that shit cause that bitch is a bop hoe, somebody
Bring a mop hoe, the bitch just touch my glock yo thought it was my cock yo
Every time you know me, I just be f*cking around, till the bitch bend over
She be touching the ground
Bitches look at me, I want to see yo ass smile,
Now I ain't got a cap and gown but I'll take your ass down,
Yeah, I'll take your ass down, I'll take your ass down
Right down to the food mart, where we at to get some f*cking food before I beat your ass
Go get some food, and better go up your loot
Brand new tonka, I went 5% tinted my roof
All black fit, I went 5% tinted my boots,
Feet on ground that's why, you cannot take down these roots
All black hunters, all through summer, know what I want,
Then why the f*ck would I pull up on you looking for numbers
F*ck a number, put her under yeah
Choppa with cutter it go through like butter I AP my left and skully my other
Woah, yeah we selling low
Want some what we pour
Make her touch your toes toes
Can't deal with these hoes, can't deal with these hoes,
She pull up in them Nike pros, she going down the slope,
Pussy, let me drive the boat
Imma a motherf*cking dock it
Walk it like I motherf*cking talk it, bitch
I keep my heart right in the locket
Yee she a sinner ye she a sinner ye she be sinning
Sinnin for a bastard, in my two tone I go faster,
Praying watch my Sins, now she looking for a pastor,
Yeah, yeah, looking for a pastor, woah looking for a pastor
Stay blessed, send that voodoo to the caster,
Lil Glock Ruger bitch I am the master bitch I woah
Yeah, I'm the master, Lil Glock Ruger, bitch I am the motherf*cking master, bitch, yeah
I'm the master Lil Glock Ruger bitch im the motherf*cking master, bitch I
Oh yeah All black hunters all through summer
Running round with fye loaded in our f*cking holster
All black hunters all through summer
Running round with fye got us acting a lil bolder
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Writer: Ansh Kumar, Edward Evans
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Language: English
Length: 2:44
Written by: Ansh Kumar, Edward Evans

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