Hunxho – Vendetta Lyrics

Vendetta

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"Vendetta." - Hunxho

Friday, 23 October 2026, 10:56 pm

Album: For Us

Track No: 15

I don't trip when shit get hard
Yeah, I'm up a couple million, but I still get 'em robbed
I don't hate to say I hate what happened 'cause I got love for Saad
And I can't never stop makin' money 'cause I love to ball, Reese
Got too many rods, reach
And I can't fuck with her, please
She ate too many bars, sheesh
A **** diss on dog, bleed
I give 'em all one, each
When I didn't have none, eat
It was me and dog, Meech
Out the ghetto, I did better, I can't give up
It's two-tone, that's my setup
Speak on me, his shit get wet up
Play with me, this shit get hmm
Whoever play with me like hmm
This shit on the floor like brooms
Bitch, I'm known to make a move, right
And I can't look up to the stars no more, can't see that far
When I failed, if I asked for help and they wouldn't give me all
Finally back, I'm doin' good, so please don't see me off
Huh, and I walk on every song
Come through in the Hell-Hawk
I peep shit, I just play it off
I fuck up a hundred on a Sunday, **** barely ball
I cut all my hair off on a Sunday, **** barely bald
I hit shit like Barry Bonds
Bitch, I ball like and-one
He got smacked for sayin' somethin'
I got millions and some
I'm comin' through like heads up
When she come over, legs up
If I come over, red rum
Know these **** dead wrong
If it was me, ain't sayin' nothin'
I been tryna keep my head up, I'm outta the ghetto
Put a switch on every gun, bae, go tell 'em to bet up
Put this shit up for my son, I be chasin' this cheddar
I been on the run, I ain't been in Coachella
I don't see nothin' else but money, that's on my vendetta
Did a show out in Chicago while rockin' a Pelle
A **** ever try this shit, shoot at his skully
And I'm glad I left the streets, I was really a bully
I got too much, ain't really trippin' 'bout losin' no money
On Blood, my youngin, they'll shoot with me, look at me funny
I hit the mall and I bought all of the Louis V skullies
I couldn't hide it 'cause my mama been knew I was thuggin', Blood, ****
My mama, ****
Been thuggin', ****, been doin' this shit y'all **** just now doin', ****
Been poppin' guns, ****, been gettin' money, been robbin' and flockin'
Been stickin' cars up, you know?
I done did it all, ****, everything, ****
I'm on some, I'm on another wave, though
On God
Catch one of these, I still get like that, on Blood, ****

Writer(s): Aiden Yetman, Elijah Salaam, Ibrahim Dodo & Nathan Alemu.

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