Wifisfuneral, Yung Bans - Hunnits, Fifties lyrics

And these diamonds on my, yuh, ay

Understand that these diamonds on my
Neck look like a glacier, ayy
And I don't even need your hoe
Don't need to save her, ayy
I'm just counting up the guap
Get right the paper, ayy
I'm just counting up the guap
Get right the paper, ayy
I got them hunnit's, fifties, in the trap
Where it's at
I got them hunnit's, fifties, in the trap
Where it's at
Splittin' hunnit's, fifties, yeah
In the trap, where it's at
Hunnit's, fifties, ay, in the
Trap, where it's at, yeah

Spent about 10 bands on my necklace
Hunnit racks bussin' out the wrapper
Lil broke boy yet you say you flexin'
Count it up, count it up
Diamonds on flex mode
Shit looking like it's playin' Tetris
'Preme on my chest, I'm a mess
Lil bitch then spend that check
And I wreck shit
Lil bitch twitch like erections
You ain't got the strap like yuh, ay
Runnin' up them bands like yuh, ay
Main bitch a side hoe what, ay
Had to cut my ex, she a thot, ay
I'm a real nigga, know how I rock, yeah
I don't want box, just top, ay
Smokin' all the loud, can't stop, ay
Wrist work right with the pot, damn
Wrist work right with the pot, damn
Broke my wrist like what, damn
Wrist work right with the pot
Broke my wrist like what

Understand that these diamonds on my
Neck look like a glacier, ayy
And I don't even need your hoe
Don't need to save her, ayy
I'm just counting up the guap
Get right the paper, ayy
I'm just counting up the guap
Get right the paper, ayy
I got them hunnit's, fifties, in the trap
Where it's at
I got them hunnit's, fifties, in the trap
Where it's at
Splittin' hunnit's, fifties, yeah
In the trap, where it's at
Hunnit's, fifties, ay, in the
Trap, where it's at, yeah

All my diamonds dancin'
Dancin', ay, dancin', ay
All my diamonds dancin', dancin', Bans, yah
I can't love no ho, but I love my bitch
Young nigga ran it up with this counterfeit
Diamonds dancin' on my wrist, VVS's hit
Is you a monster or a bitch
Nigga take your pick
Yeah, my life a movie but I'm writin' it
No stunt double
Bitch we doing all type of shit
Hit the bitch once
Tell her bye 'cus I don't like the bitch
Ridin' with the fire at all times
Yeah I don't fight and shit
Huh, these pussy niggas dykes as shit
You lookin' like a biker bitch
Bitch, I'm drinkin' Balmain straight
Out the sight shit
Bitch, it's Yung Bans, if I want
I'mma buy that shit

Understand that these diamonds on my
Neck look like a glacier, ayy
And I don't even need your hoe
Don't need to save her, ayy
I'm just counting up the guap
Get right the paper, ayy
I'm just counting up the guap
Get right the paper, ayy
I got them hunnit's, fifties, in the trap
Where it's at
I got them hunnit's, fifties, in the trap
Where it's at
Splittin' hunnit's, fifties, yeah
In the trap, where it's at
Hunnit's, fifties, ay, in the
Trap, where it's at, yeah