Hott Headzz - Hmmm lyrics

Unexpected like a mixtape
Catch you at your crib
If You're Reading This It's Too Late (Hmmm)
Point a choppa at a nigga
Now he runnin' like a track race (Hmmm)
Catch a nigga while he waiting on his dinner
Cut his head off
Leave his ass with a full plate (Hmmm)
Nigga talkin' shit
Put the metal to his mouth
Now I call his ass brace face (Hmmm)
Unexpected like a mixtape
Catch you at your crib
If you're reading this, it's too late
(Hmmm) point a choppa at a nigga
Now he runnin' like a track race (Hmmm)
Catch a nigga while he waiting on his dinner
Cut his head off
Leave his ass with a full plate (Hmmm)
Nigga talkin' shit
Put the metal to his mouth
Now I call his ass brace face (Hmmm)

And your bitch up for
Grabs like a sweepstakes
I'ma eat her ass like a cheesecake (Hmmm)

Now we back to my place bust on her face
Wit' my nut like a toothpaste (Hmmm)
Straight up at his crib like it's Home Alone
Mac up to his face you would
Think he had a lipstick on (Hmmm)

Price on his head, hella ice like a sled
Make a nigga freeze up like Frozone (Hmmm)

Put the chrome to a nigga dome
Now his ass stuck like he
Need a couple chromosomes (Hmmm)

I'm at your door like a ding dong
I'll serve you like ping pong (Hmmm)

And your bitch say my name
Like I'm Mike Jones
I'ma eat her ass like some neck bones (Hmmm)

Choppa ring like a telephone
Shoot him in his stomach
You would think a nigga belly gone (Hmmm)

Say I rap like a sing-along
And they got it playing on
They phone like a ringtone (Hmmm)

Big dick, King Kong
Take her to the crib then I
Put the whole team on hmmm
I just got some cash on the flip shit
Bought your bitch some Toms
So she's playing for the Patriots (Hmmm)

Always first, never second, I'm a god
In the heavens
When I die, I'm a legend, on my Drake shit
(Hmmm)

Pull up on yo block with a banana clip
If a nigga lackin' I'ma turn
Him to banana split (Hmmm)

I ch-ch-ch-chop shit body up in pieces
Pick it up with some chopsticks (Hmmm)

Pull up to the scene with a fat bitch
And you know I'm finna eat
Her ass like some catfish (Hmmm)

I pull up like "Skrrrt!"
Peep out the window, then I had to pop shit
(Hmmm)

Like Herbo we kill shit
We gonna fuck around
Crack your bitch like a base hit (Hmmm)

I could turn your bitch, my bitch
Shorty outta hand
Fuck around and Ray Rice shit hmmm
Channel 9 pronounced him dead
Laid him under bodies like a
Mattress on a bed (Hmmm)

Catch a nigga try to run
Shoot him in his side
Make him do the stanky leg (Hmmm)

If you lackin', then you dead
Face shots, push ya eyeballs back to ya head
(Hmmm)

Niggas think it's sweet 'til his blood shed
Now he not responding to nobody
Like his phone dead (Hmmm)

I ain't even going for his head chest shots
Leakin' out like he standing for the pledge
(Hmmm)

Got a bad bitch layin' in my bed
Watching Spongebob while she gives
Me fantastic head (Hmmm)

Got your girl in the back seat
Sweating like an athlete
Now she on top like a bunk bed (Hmmm)

Guns pointed at his head
Call his ass Ebola, how a pussy nigga spread
(Hmmm)

Four niggas got the whole world doing it
Got niggas teed up like a body on a crucifix
(Hmmm)

Me and my squad we up in this bitch
Nigga talking shit
We act a fool like Ludacris (Hmmm)

With your bitch making movie clips
Slide in her crib eat her ass like tuna fish
(Hmmm)

I come through shooting shit
Bodies dropping
Have a U-Haul come and move the shit (Hmmm)

Shooters acting crazy like some lunatics
Uzi spit fill a nigga up, his medulla split
Who is this? Nigga, we not new to this
True to this passing hoes to my bros
We be alley oopin' shit (Hmmm)

Turn up, turn up (Runnin' to the money, ayy)
Running to the money
Y'all know how we comin' man
(Runnin' to the money)
We be running, man, to the money man
(Runnin' to the money) runnin' to the money
(Gang) runnin' to the money (Turn
Up, turn up, turn up, huh)
Hell naw, take that shit out!
Take that shit out! Yo, muscle head ass!
Brick head ass boy