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- Hook -
Can we hook up?
Nah bitch I'm on a Hundo
I'm twacked out and I'll be geekin till the sun shows
You tryin to fuck?
Nah bitch I got a blunt rolled
And u ain't match so it ain't hell naw it's fuck no
But what the fuck?
Bitch I said I'm a Hundo
That's wassup
Sprinkle that up in that up in this blunt roll
Well Fuck ya'll?
No Fuck you I'm on a Hundo
I'm so high I'm trying to fly to where the sun glow

- Verse 1 - shooK
I've got simplistic flows for autistic hoes
So no matter what I spit I hear "Ahhhh derr he go!"
Shit, half the time I gotta dumb shit down
And when I do they look at me like I'm the lost and found
Their confused by the answer, that's all
After all they ain't popping triple digit adderall
Matta fact it wouldn't matter if they tried it
Cuz when I'm on it ya'll become frogs to a giant
Out hopping lily pads when the pond is under fog
Snatching up every fly while you maggots warm the log
"Oh My God, Is he ever gonna stop!?!?"
No Bitch That's how I keep SLAMMING all you pogs
How the fuck you think I got the name shooK on3?
Lemme guess, you think I flipped an 'E' into a '3'
Put on some glasses, picked up the sticks, and started saying Leet???
No Dumbass! It’s cuz I’m always three digits deep

- Hook -
Can we hook up?
Nah bitch I'm on a Hundo
I'm twacked out and I'll be geekin till the sun shows
You tryin to fuck?
Nah bitch I got a blunt rolled
And u ain't match so it ain't hell naw it's fuck no
But what the fuck?
Bitch I said I'm a Hundo
That's wassup
Sprinkle that up in that up in this blunt roll
Well Fuck ya'll?
No Fuck you I'm on a Hundo
I'm so high I'm trying to fly to where the sun glow

Verse 2 - Vish
Blood dipped barz, aftertaste of arsenic
Credit this feature to keisha for her involvement
That said, turn the loud up now
And pop a hundo on the humble you can chase it with crown
My mind's tapered and my brains on wave
Thats 365 degrees of fade, get it?
I'm outta my body and losing my mind
A ghost approach you needing head then it's probably mine
Don't approach he's on crayola box, kna' mean?
He sipping brown blowing blue while he gripping green
Whew.. high slipped me for a second
Disconnected and started to spirit walking the record, Damn
Doctors say I need to ease up and fall back
But inner demons screamin NI**A FUCK ALL THAT
Is it lapse or impairment of judgement that
I'm so god damn dusted in this bitch it's disgusting

- Hook -
Can we hook up?
Nah bitch I'm on a Hundo
I'm twacked out and I'll be geekin till the sun shows
You tryin to fuck?
Nah bitch I got a blunt rolled
And u ain't match so it ain't hell naw it's fuck no
But what the fuck?
Bitch I said I'm a Hundo
That's wassup
Sprinkle that up in that up in this blunt roll
Well Fuck ya'll?
No Fuck you I'm on a Hundo
I'm so high I'm trying to fly to where the sun glow

- Verse 3 - shooK
Lately I've been hassled by Doc 'Anyone and Everyone'
"Son, You shouldn't take that much.”
“Don't be dumb. One of these days your heart...."
Fuck you. Shut up.
I'm 26 bitch Imma do what I want
That's why I pop 2 pills with every meal and grab a cup
Fill it up with liquor top it off with addy dust
I'm fucked up... configured by another level
I ain't choosing my thoughts I just chose to be the treble
So that middle finger knob...
That's bass turn that motherfucker up
And watch em' pucker up they face
See every bitch loves a rebel, go figure
Like two fish in a puddle that got washed up by the river
Think about it, for real try and comprehend
Do you even understand any word of what I said?
Prolly not, but fuck it go ahead and nod your head
Like the rest of em, she just looked at me and said…

- Hook -
Can we hook up?
Nah bitch I'm on a Hundo
I'm twacked out and I'll be geekin till the sun shows
You tryin to fuck?
Nah bitch I got a blunt rolled
And u ain't match so it ain't hell naw it's fuck no
But what the fuck?
Bitch I said I'm a Hundo
That's wassup
Sprinkle that up in that up in this blunt roll
Well Fuck ya'll?
No Fuck you I'm on a Hundo
I'm so high I'm trying to fly to where the sun glow

- Verse 4 - shooK
When I'm on the mic I abuse false hope
So I can gloat when these false modest assholes choke
They waste so much time living lies they call 'DOPE'
And they don't ever get it til reaching for the soap
I no longer give a fuck (Nahhh) So let's be honest
It bothers you products of common knowledge who went to college
That you might be smart, but can't get on no hundo
And hate the way I flaunt it. But do I care? FUCK NO
I'll keep paying verbal homage so distraught thoughts walking
The lot not be forgotten like a Scary Movie plot
Cuz when I'm on it I become a product of what's free
Da Vinci, Albert E., Jeff D. All me!
Think of me as Spock on a million grams of addy
Playing hop scotch with the astronauts who missed landing
All the while cracking smiles chewing addy up like candy
Waiting for another 'Challenger' to fly up at me!!

- Hook -
Can we hook up?
Nah bitch I'm on a Hundo
I'm twacked out and I'll be geekin till the sun shows
You tryin to fuck?
Nah bitch I got a blunt rolled
And u ain't match so it ain't hell naw it's fuck no
But what the fuck?
Bitch I said I'm a Hundo
That's wassup
Sprinkle that up in that up in this blunt roll
Well Fuck ya'll?
No Fuck you I'm on a Hundo
I'm so high I'm trying to fly to where the sun glow