Hunxho – Blank Lyrics

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Monday, 19 October 2026, 05:01 am

Album: For Us

Track No: 07

(Who made this beat?)
(Twysted Genius, baby)
It's just us, me and gang
She wan' fuck, that's just for a chain
I put diamonds on an AP plain
Went to the show on a jet, what's a plane?
I pull up on a **** block
I pull up, give you lil' **** pain
It get hot, shit got me hot
Look in my eyes, you don't see nothin' but flames
If I ever cry, you won't see nothin' but rain
I don't get high, what I do to maintain
I'm never trippin', these lil' **** change on me
I just pull up and shoot at his brain
I'm never trippin', these lil' **** sing to me
I could pull up and shit on 'em, gang
I'm never trippin', my young **** slide out here
**** die, gon' blame that blank
Raised by the gutter, who am I to blame?
I'm big in the streets, give a fuck 'bout a name
These **** cap like how much can I take?
These bitches gon' fuck on whoever like woo
I come from nothin', I just popped out the blue
Up one million dollars in blues
Up one million dollars in shoes
I don't know nothin' but to keep this shit true
I don't know nothin' but to pull up with fullys and p-p-p-p-pop it at you
I don't even know how to lie to a bitch, when I try, I be endin' up tellin' the truth
I don't even smoke, just pull up to the spot, when you pull up and shop, it ain't nothin' but some zoo
I don't even fuck, when she come to the spot, I get blowed, head, nothin' but some flute
Cold cash, nothin' but some blues
Ain't work, I had dropped out of school
Big dog, I ain't payin' no dues
Can't play with this shit, ****, play and you lose
I want both of 'em, can't even chose
Toboggan on me, but I ain't even Jew
Been walkin' on beats like I been on the moon
Been walkin' on moon like I been on the shrooms
Naw, for real
Get in tune with me, I got moves, show you how to move
**** play, ain't that 'bout a bitch?
I go buy the boom, it's up with his dome
I go buy the pants, these motherfuckers Chrome
If I buy a band, I made that a song
A new body bag, I get the boy gone
On God, I ain't just makin' a song, for real
I ain't have nothin'
I got the OG askin' me how do a young **** feel?
I'm really rich
I can make him disappear just off money I made off of deals
Boy, you a bitch
**** be talkin', but the same **** never don't be in that field
Play and that's it
I really come from the block and my **** still be in the 'ville
It's just us, me and gang
She wan' fuck, that's just for a chain
I put diamonds on an AP plain
Went to the show on a jet, what's a plane?
I pull up on a **** block
I pull up, give you lil' **** pain
It get hot, shit got me hot
Look in my eyes, you don't see nothin' but flames
If I ever cry, you won't see nothin' but rain
I don't get high, what I do to maintain
I'm never trippin', these lil' **** change on me
I just pull up and shoot at his brain
I'm never trippin', these lil' **** sing to me
I could pull up and shit on 'em, gang
I'm never trippin', my young **** slide out here
**** die, gon' blame that blank

Writer(s): Deundraeus Portis, Ibrahim Dodo & JaVion Johnson.

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