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Hunnid Bands - Trippie Redd (Ft. FBG Goat)
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Hunnid Bands - Trippie Redd (Ft. FBG Goat)
[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Runnin' up my finance (Woo)
Got a hunnid bands, got a hunnid bands
Got a hunnid bands in my duffle bag (Yeah)
Got codeine in my wine glass (Loaded, what up?)
I think her name was Leah (Yeah)
Or maybe it was Veah (Veah)
I can't leave the house without Nina (Without my Nina)
I lose my mind whenever I see ya' (See ya')
She got stripes and her ass, a zebra (Zebra)
Open her up and then I read her (Read her, ah)
Ah, ah

[Verse 1: Trippie Redd]
Yeah, on that big shit
Shake a fuckin' jet to Costa Rica (Costa Rica)
Got a bad bitch, put her on my lap, my mamacita (Mamacita), yeah
It's not love if he won't kill for you (Bah)
Take the [?] with the AK, do a drill for you (Bah)
When nobody was there for you
Bought a AP and a Richard Mille plain
Matchin' tattoos, the initials of our names
Hella issues, it'll never be the same (Same)

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Runnin' up my finance (Woo)
Got a hunnid bands, got a hunnid bands
Got a hunnid bands in my duffle bag (Yeah)
Got codeine in my wine glass
I think her name was Leah (Yeah)
Or maybe it was Veah (Veah)
I can't leave the house without Nina (Without my Nina)
I lose my mind whenever I see ya' (See ya')
She got stripes and her ass, a zebra (Zebra)
Open her up and then I read her (Read her, ah)
Ah, ah
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