Huncho, I´m on the blocka Guns and roses ´cause I only roll with drummers, woah A power forward something like Ibaka Pull up, have ´em makin´ noises like Chewbacca, woah (Woah, woah)
I´m on the blocka (Block)
Got devil´s food, but this ain´t Betty Crocker, no I got the Holy Grail, no Magna Carta (Carta) I raised some kids, but I am not a father yet (Facts) I watched them spendin´ money on them Prada (Prada) Yeah, I like Prada but the devil likes the Prada too Pull up on the lames I came for Lahmacun And I don´t talk in rooms, unless I feel the room The Louis Vuitton, that´s why they treat me different I´m with Lucien Clarke, we skatin´ on these bitches In the green, I was poor
They always treat me different Now, it´s bands, galore (Yeah) And I can´t keep a mistress, and I´m with the cause Not because it´s trendin´ and I sweep the floors When rappers talkin´ figures and I reap rewards From all this fruit of labor, I would wear Dior, but I am not a Christian
Huncho, I´m on the blocka (Block) Guns and roses ´cause I only roll with drummers, woah I ball with food somethin´ like Ibaka (Ibaka) Pull up, have ´em makin´ noises like Chewbacca, woah (Woah, woah) I´m on the blocka (Block) Guess we in a new era (I´m on the blocka) Guess we in a new era (I´m on the blocka)
I like my house gated, I don´t really want no neighbors (Facts) When their ship was drownin´, Huncholini was their savior (Sunk) Now they don´t behave, I get the Drac´, I´m on my worst behavior (Worst) Run the cake up, call the waiter get the bill paid (Cash) Finish all your whine, baby, come, let´s fuck for leisure (Fuck) Come, let´s fuck for pleasure (Fuck) Fuckin´ with my wrist up (Wrist) Didn´t get a look until I went and got my bread up (Cash, cash) Fuck the violations, we put bread down for Ukraine, yeah Get you down while I´m on business, somewhere in Odessa
Presser, presser (Press, press), get a Vespa The thing got sick, I think I´m sicker (I think I´m sicker) Ask Cage, you can ask my bruddas (Woo) We some pressure, got some diamonds, that shit wasn´t no pressure Anywhere I go, I smoke my spliff, my eyes are redder But I´m fed up, really fed up Rappers turned to cappers, guess we´re all in a new era (Rappers turned to cappers), guess we´re all in a new era (Rappers turned to cappers), guess we´re all in a new era