M Huncho TNT Lyrics

[M Huncho:]
MCM bag, MCM wallet, don't give her no cash, yeah
WCW, I hit her sometimes, I won't give her half, yeah
These bruddas there here today, tomorrow they ain't gonna last
I'm coming fast, me and my Gunna, I'm asking the summer
Pour away the fun or I'm breaking wall's, the dope in a tunnel
The flows getting dumber and dumber
I'm walking with bands and some rubber, in case I f*ck her yeah
In love with the money, my money don't love her
In love with the cash, still doing a runner
In love with the trap, still bagging up Ganja
In love with the hustle, the hustle don't love me
I show too much love now I'm feeling so empty
Able to see all these bitches on weekends
I ain't going home till I sell at least ten
I ain't going home till I sell at least ten

The come up, is magical
Business so tactical
Business Monday class be on me
Jewish money, call it Tala viv
I am still selling weed
Box after box in my GG jeans
Still blowing up like I'm TNT
Still blowing up like I'm TNT, TNT yeah

[Nafe Smallz:]
Gucci my bag, gushes from Cally
Ain't smoking no fags, na
The bricks in the bag
If we get to hold it, they ain't giving us time, nah
We came from the bottom
My nigga's they trappy, the zone on the map
They flooded the trap, they flooded the zone, we ain't going back
They wanted us trapped, yeah
But we waited till intact, yeah
You know I'm on a mission, be running to the bag, yeah
I keep my hitters in the back, yeah
I said I'm on the come up in the body like us Her ass big, drip no dust hair
She might f*ck around and then fall in love, yeah
Better keep her cuffs, yeah
Let's go

[M Huncho:]
The come up, is magical
Business so tactical
Business Monday class be on me
Jewish money, call it Tala viv
I am still selling weed
Box after box in my GG jeans
Still blowing up like I'm TNT
Still blowing up like I'm TNT, TNT yeah

Sitting in bando's, I'm bagging a pack
Sitting in Nando's I'm counting my stack
Sitting in Nando's I'm eating a chicken
In the car, I've got me a pack yeah
Got me a pack, yeah
p*ssy bruddas wanna attack, yeah
p*ssy bruddas can't attack me
No rap cap, all facts
Bitches come please me, come please
She can't hold no grams on me
I gotta show no love for free
Only thank God, make my p's
It's a long road, hurt my feet
It's a long journey that I sleep
They cannot help me, it's only me
Yeah, help me, it's only me

The come up, is magical
Business so tactical
Business Monday class be on me
Jewish money, call it Tala viv
I am still selling weed
Box after box in my GG jeans
Still blowing up like I'm TNT
Still blowing up like I'm TNT, TNT yeah

[Outro:]
The come up, is magical
Business so tactical
Business Monday class be on me
Jewish money, call it Tala viv
I am still selling weed
Box after box in my GG jeans
Still blowing up like I'm TNT
Still blowing up like I'm TNT, TNT yeah