Hundun Yung Dred (Ft. Jay Critch)

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[Chorus: Yung Dred]
I keep that 40 on me, I don't ever leave it
Playing with my gang, you gon be memory
Playing pussy, we gon leave that pussy boy bleeding
[?] all on my opps, ain't got no enomies
[Verse 1: Yung Dred]
We be going dumb dumb, draco out the window of the [?]
Get them racks, my pockets [?]
I'm smoking on exotic [?]
Breaking bread with the gang, [?] then we divide it
[?]
Just cause I'm up, don't think I'm chilling
Playing with the gang, we pop your tops, we don't let shit slide
Pop another perk, now [?] make me come alive
Trap nigga, that's why my racks bigger
Ain't bout to fuck with ya, you can see I'm up nigga
Out the trentches, it was crazy, bitch I had to find a way
Bitch [?] yеah I run this shit, a bitch ain't in the way
[Chorus: Yung Dred]
I keep that 40 on me, I don't evеr leave it
Playing with my gang, you gon be memories
Playing pussy, we gon leave that pussy boy bleeding
Drop all of my opps, ain't got no enemies