"Blue Hunnids" lyrics

(Oh Lord, Jetson made another one)
Big bank
Beisha
The fuck?

Blue hundreds, got a whole lot of
Diamonds, I'm rocking a whole lot of
Thick ass bitch, got a whole lot of, uh
Whole lot of ass, can't fit in the truck
I can have any rich nigga I want
Hop in the coupe, daddy get in the front
I got a whole lot of, uh
I got a whole lot of, uh, uh, uh
Blue hundreds, got a whole lot of
Diamonds, I'm rocking a whole lot of
Thick ass bitch, got a whole lot of, uh
Whole lot of ass, can't fit in the truck
I can have any rich nigga I want
Hop in the coupe, daddy get in the front
I got a whole lot of, uh
I got a whole lot of, uh, uh, uh

Big bags, I be fucking up Saks, applying that pressure
Slim waist, booty popping, the tape, you cannot measure
Taking they heads off like I'm Hannibal Lecter
Had to kick a broke ho up out of my section
Old let me hold a dollar ass bitch, stop begging
Let's be real, you little bitches could never
Anything you do, you know I do better
Dog walk a barking ho like I'm Cruella
I'm on they head and that go for whoever
Whole lot of cheese, I'm addicted to cheddar
Mopping these hoes up, call me Cinderella
I got 'em salty
Body shaped just like a Barbie
Double Rs all on my carseat
Hoes washed like the laundry
Ain't with the small talk, I'ma need extra
Niggas get played every day like Alexa
Got 'em addicted, they just might overdose
Hermes blanket for the overthrow
I'll go toe-to-toe with eeny, miny, moe
I'm B-I-G and you a tiny ho

Blue hundreds, got a whole lot of
Diamonds, I'm rocking a whole lot of
Thick ass bitch, got a whole lot of, uh
Whole lot of ass, can't fit in the truck
I can have any rich nigga I want
Hop in the coupe, daddy get in the front
I got a whole lot of, uh
I got a whole lot of, uh, uh, uh
Blue hundreds, got a whole lot of
Diamonds, I'm rocking a whole lot of
Thick ass bitch, got a whole lot of, uh
Whole lot of ass, can't fit in the truck
I can have any rich nigga I want
Hop in the coupe, daddy get in the front
I got a whole lot of, uh
I got a whole lot of, uh, uh, uh

I got a whole lot of this, I got a whole lot of that
How you hoes mad at the facts?
Bitch, your whole story is wack
Fuck with me, bitch, you'll get whacked
Tell a broke nigga, "Get back"
I could never go out sad
I'm everything that you lack
Hop on that beat and I slap
Pull up at the party and I'm coming straight through the back
Don't come to me on that bullshit
Pull up on your ass like, "What's good, bitch?"
On your nigga face is where I should sit
Try me, I wish you would, bitch
I'm everything they wish to be
All 'bout my money, this shit ain't free
Couple bands on the brand, shit ain't cheap
I got a whole lot of racks on me

Blue hundreds, got a whole lot of
Diamonds, I'm rocking a whole lot of
Thick ass bitch, got a whole lot of, uh
Whole lot of ass, can't fit in the truck
I can have any rich nigga I want
Hop in the coupe, daddy get in the front
I got a whole lot of, uh
I got a whole lot of, uh, uh, uh
Blue hundreds, got a whole lot of
Diamonds, I'm rocking a whole lot of
Thick ass bitch, got a whole lot of, uh
Whole lot of ass, can't fit in the truck
I can have any rich nigga I want
Hop in the coupe, daddy get in the front
I got a whole lot of, uh
I got a whole lot of, uh, uh, uh