Hunt You
[Intro]
Yeah
[Chorus]
Want me to front you (Yeah)
I'm who they run to (Run to)
Know I'ma come through (Come through)
Bitches they want you (Yeah)
Demons they hunt you (Facts)
Opps tryna' taunt you (Brrrt)
Ain't talking kung fu (Pussy)
I fuck on your bitch, do what I want 'cause I want to (Whore)
You won't catch me gossiping 'bout no bitch 'cause I won't do (Never)
Do what I want to (Yeah)
Bust out the sunroof (Forever)
I'm tryna' gun you (Grrrah)
Demons they hunt you (Grrrah)
[Verse 1]
I'm with a lil' demon bitch and she got me on demon time (Demon time, time, time)
I could've sworn that lil' freaky bitch pulled up with a [?] ([?])
She pulled up in a Benz-o but she pulled up Lamborghini-fine ('Ghini fine, fine, fine)
I'm switching gears, when she grip the [?], I'm talkin' bout a Hemi [?] (Yeah)
Told her fuck me like she hit the Lotto (Yeah)
Stomp on the gas when she suck my dick in that Monte Carlo (Skrrrt)
I'd rather fuck on a regular bitch 'fore I fuck a model (Facts)
You gotta' be careful, you know opps, they gonna' follow
Watch in the rear-view (Yeah)
Gotta pay attention to the signs, can't let niggas stare at you (Yeah)
When they fear your come up and shit, you know niggas fear you
Don't be talking to no-one 'bout it, talk to God 'cause he hear you (He hear you)
When I up that .30-06, I'ma bust, I'ma dare you (Phew)
[Chorus]
Want me to front you (Yeah)
I'm who they run to (Run to)
Know I'ma come through (Come through)
Bitches they want you (Yeah)
Demons they hunt you (Facts)
Opps tryna' taunt you (Brrrt)
Ain't talking kung fu (Pussy)
I fuck on your bitch, do what I want 'cause I want to (Whore)
You won't catch me gossiping 'bout no bitch 'cause I won't do (Never)
Do what I want to (Yeah)
Bust out the sunroof (Forever)
I'm tryna' gun you (Grrrah)
Demons they hunt you (Grrrah)
[Verse 2]
Can't get no money sitting on my ass so I'm 'gon get me some (Right now)
And I'm toting that fire to my dying day 'cause they hit me some (Hit me some)
When he thought that shit was a game, took that boy' head with a drum (Grrrah)
When he thought that bitch was his bitch, he got set up with a blunt (Quick, fast)
Fresh out the slums (Yeah)
Pockets full of money but I tote a gun (Gang, gang)
Deep in the bricks, caught a murder case but I'm on the run (On God)
It was self-defense, how the fuck you gon' try to kill a don? (Swear to God)
When I try to rinse that fast brick, it turn to some crumbs (Yeah)
I turned to the plug, sat in that [?], they gon' feel me (Yeah)
Niggas wanna smoke over their work, say they gon' kill me (What's up?)
I upped the Smith and Wesson and then I bust' 'til they get dizzy (Pew, pew, pew)
You know I'm from Memphis, I ain't missing shit, like the Grizzlies (Pew)
How you stare at me right, but you threw me off like a frisbee? (Shit)
I ain't trusting shit 'cause niggas out to get me (Can't trust you)
You was my dog, 'til I put my hand out, you bit me (Yeah)
I'm keeping it real, it ain't no love in my city
[Chorus]
Want me to front you (Yeah)
I'm who they run to (Run to)
Know I'ma come through (Come through)
Bitches they want you (Yeah)
Demons they hunt you (Facts)
Opps tryna' taunt you (Brrrt)
Ain't talking kung fu (Pussy)
I fuck on your bitch, do what I want 'cause I want to (Whore)
You won't catch me gossiping 'bout no bitch 'cause I won't do (Never)
Do what I want to (Yeah)
Bust out the sunroof (Forever)
I'm tryna' gun you (Grrrah)
Demons they hunt you (Grrrah)