LadyyATM - Hunneds Lyrics

Ayeeee
ATM ATM ATM ATM!
Look in my eyes, you might get lost
On my neck neck, it's a hanging cross
Ayeeee

Look in eyes, you might get lost
On my neck neck, it's a hanging cross
Two tone, is all on my wrist
I don't walk, I step I drip
My diamonds gon punch and kick
A lot of y'all might say I ain't shit
Ayeeee

Look in my eyes you might get lost
On my neck, it's a hanging cross
Two tone, is all on my wrist
I don't walk I step I drip
My diamonds gon punch and you know they gon kick
Look in eyes, you might get lost
On my neck neck, it's a hanging cross
Two tone, is all on my wrist
I don't walk, I step I drip
My diamonds gon punch and gon kick
A lot of y'all might say Ian shit
But that don't matter, cus I'm gon win
Win, Win, Win, Win

I remember they left me in the wind
Now I'm the one, and I'm checking in
All these hunneds, Ive been counting
I'm on the island, come discover me
Discovery, a great card for money
Brand new ring, better put my shit down
Thought I told ya, I don't need ya around
Making these moves, I'm selling these pounds
That nigga a snitch, ion want him around
My chains keep clanging, making these sounds
Look in eyes you might get lost
On my neck neck, it's a hanging cross
Two tone, is all on my wrist
I don't walk, I step I drip
My diamonds gon punch and gon kick
A lot of y'all might say Ian shit
But that don't matter, cus I'm gon win
Win, Win, Win, Win
I remember they left me in the wind
Now I'm the one, and I'm checking in
All these hunneds, Ive been counting
I'm on the island, come discover me

I told ya, I want it, you know Im'a get it
Ima keep going hard, no I ain't got a million
Last year, I ain't have a thing
Now I'm the one that's fucking winning
Fuck the ferizectics, I don't wanna take a picture
So the media could lie on me and shit
I've been chasing my dreams, since 02
So when I spit, just throw me inna booth
Ima do this for the crew
I gotta win with my niggas, I don't want fake friends just the realist
See ATM, we doing our thing
We on the road, Counting these hunneds
Been selling out shows, might find ya hoe at one of our shows
Ain't my fault, Ion like hoes, you could check out
VVS hanging with my neck out
Everybody looking at me now
When I left they face with a frown
But when I needed you most, you let me down
Fuck allat, now back to this paper
I thought, I told ya, I'll see ya
I gotta go cater to this paper, because from what I learned
It's the only thing, that could save ya

Look in eyes, you might get lost
On my neck neck, it's a hanging cross
Two tone, is all on my wrist
I don't walk, I step I drip
My diamonds gon punch and gon kick
A lot of y'all might say Ian shit
But that don't matter, cus I'm gon win
Win, Win, Win, Win
I remember they left me in the wind
Now I'm the one, and I'm checking in
All these hunneds, Ive been counting
I'm on the island ,come discover me
Discovery, a great card for money
Brand new ring, better put my shit down
Thought I told ya, I don't need ya around
Making these moves, I'm selling these pounds