Hunterz

What you gonna when the crashers summon?

What’s that smell in the air?

Put it in gear and let’s go hunting

That week, we gave them a hundred

Du-du-du-du, bands on me

Noddy or leave

I don’t want no discussion

You ain’t tryna make bread or nuffin’

What you gonna when the crashers summon?

What’s that smell in the air?

Put it in gear and let’s go hunting

That week, we gave them a hundred

Du-du-du-du, bands on me

Noddy or leave

I don’t want no discussion

You ain’t tryna make bread or nuffin’

Girls on man cah the music bangs

Nuff times dat she wet her panties

Man love chat 'till I step ‘pon flats

And her legs get wee like bambies

Opps outrageous, giving out statements

Tryna crash corn at families

Beef intense, so I cop me a skeng

Tryna rain on 'dem, Ashanti

Free K-Crash, he was doing up Viking

Why you gotta be so wassy?

Girls on me, and I like her loads

But she moves too young like Ashley

Would wife a gladly, but she don’t get me

All she wanna do is stress me

Stay away from trident

Y.AM just violent

He’s not tryna impress me

Big .45 with a Muay Thai kick

But the kickback kick like Jet-Li

Doing up houses bit by bit

But the bit bix loves Coke and Pepsi

You already know dat I beat your chick

If you don’t want wood just let me

Man just ran when I wave that stick

Cah the shotgun long and hefty

Miles tryna catch 'dem fishing in C

Mans been to the C, there’s plenty

Think about me

I was raised in the C, had two shotguns at twenty

Trident on me, IC3

Roll with the blue like Bentley

She was on me, nuttin' ain’t free

True say the kid been trendy (Mally)

What you gonna when the crashers summon?

What’s that smell in the air?

Put it in gear and let’s go hunting

That week, we gave them a hundred

Du-du-du-du, bands on me

Noddy or leave

I don’t want no discussion

You ain’t tryna make bread or nuffin’

What you gonna when the crashers summon?

What’s that smell in the air?

Put it in gear and let’s go hunting

That week, we gave them a hundred

Du-du-du-du, bands on me

Noddy or leave

I don’t want no discussion

You ain’t tryna make bread or nuffin’

410’s wet, what?

Splash him, and splash his friend

Ay, ay, Y.AM Sav ‘mence

He’ll do him and do his friend

Oh gosh, he went on the bloody net

Talking hella nonsense

I’ll splash him and splash his friend

Trap stack, man can’t do it like TS

Man need to low all the vocal

The boy try speak and he still got beating

You got chinged and he left you

Question: are you gonna back you bredrin?

Kick down doors like Kung fu

Wave it around and now everyone is stressin’ (du-du bow)

They ask, “Why we ain’t social?”

'Cause most mans fake and they ain’t in my interest

Look at you, splashing on cotton

I’ll just sip on my tea and left him

Boy better have that plan

Cah me and the g’s investing

Skengs, ding-dongs, rolls of work

I’m poppin’ it eas’ on a next ting

Bro-bro, set that trend

You better do that **** like your best friend

Filly, 4-1-0, F-Blocka be the best ends

You couldn’t be gang

Ahh, man, you stressin’

As we say round here, “You dun out ‘ere, that’s a lesson”

What you gonna when the crashers summon?

What’s that smell in the air?

Put it in gear and let’s go hunting

That week, we gave them a hundred

Du-du-du-du, bands on me

Noddy or leave

I don’t want no discussion

You ain’t tryna make bread or nuffin’

What you gonna when the crashers summon?

What’s that smell in the air?

Put it in gear and let’s go hunting

That week, we gave them a hundred

Du-du-du-du, bands on me

Noddy or leave

I don’t want no discussion

You ain’t tryna make bread or nuffin’