Текст песни Hurtin (feat. Nayf) - CHAC

Yuh, you wonder why I was hurtin
Bands I be stacking up straight to the curtains
Yea yea yea yea

Yea
You wonder why I was hurtin
Bands I be stacking up straight to the curtains
Don't wanna fuck your bitch that is for certain
Don't wanna talk unless shit getting urgent
These bitches lame so I'm callin em urchins
I seen these hoes and they stay steady lurking
Stay on the grind while these bitches be chirping
Yea yea yea yea
Money flow ran this shit
I been making money off the fucking brand and shit
I been fucking with the money made a grand and shit
I been taking bitches out on my sandman shit
This the money flow that make a fucking dead man rich
Why you still even trying if you broke as a bitch
Yo hoe can't even take a joke in this bitch
She be talking too much made her choke on this dick
She a frog aas bitch way she croak on the dick
Made the fucking money and I do it too quick
These boys hate cause I'm up in the ricks

Steady moving lips, but im up in the ritz
Cut a check, too crisp
Duck a light, no flicks
Make it work my way, never need no list (huh)

Break a couple off, clean em up mopsticks (pew)
Had him backing up like a damn mosh pit (yeah)

Take a lil bit, wash it down, im bent (woop)
Take a lil trip cross the globe, what's next (cash)
Drop a light ben, while they count up cents
Wanna quick handout, go and pitch that tent (cash)

Me and chac slide, 130, no limits (limits)
Washed up, she the one of your interests (interests)
Act up, cuz he mad, leave a indent (indent)
Burnt out, put the work, never get rest (phew)

Drowsy, drop 3 in the 2 cup
10 toes down in this bitch never lose once (phew)

Oh shit, there we win, had to act dumb
Roll out slick, roll a cream, and im tabbed up (inhale)

No caps on, long hair, tapped in (what)
Purp'd out, fronto, we wrappin (what)
4 digits, code, then cashin (what)
P-s-y-c-h-i clan

Go band for band with a shorty
10/10 that bitch made me horny
Fuck that bitch until it's the morning
I get money bitch it ain't global warming
No it ain't time for informing
I get these bands bitch they for me
Yuh, and yo bitch she keep wondering
bitch she keep-

You wonder why I was hurtin
Bands I be stacking up straight to the curtains
Don't wanna fuck your bitch that is for certain
Don't wanna talk unless shit getting urgent
These bitches lame so I'm callin em urchins
I seen these hoes and they stay steady lurking
Stay on the grind while these bitches be chirping
Yea yea yea yea