笨小笨Humble歌词由Finesse2tymes演唱，出自专辑《90 Days Later》，下面是《Humble》完整版歌词！
Humble歌词完整版
Humble - Finesse2tymes
Memphis Track Boy
Huncho made this
Let's go
Wham wham this **** hit like Lil Baby
Wham wham
I'm on they neck like an apron
I got 'em
I'm on they neck like a life jacket
Tryna kill 'em I ain't tryna save 'em
Nope
Hop off the jet do the show
The show
Back to the jet on to another state
I'm gone
Hit that lil' ***** from the back with stamina
Baow
In it just like a double-A
A batter
Crank up the whip and a double-R pop out the front
Look
In the back smokin' Runtz
'Za
Five hundred in a month
One
I'm mixin' Wock' with Hawaiian Punch
Punch
See anything I ever said I meant it
I meant it
Give a **** if you feel offended
I don't
Blue tips in the blicky
What they do
Get off quick like a snippet
Brrt
Mitchell & Ness fitted no cap though
I'm the capo I'm the boss
I'm CEO
Your baby mama comin' like a Now and Later
She gon' suck me hard 'til I'm soft
Ahh
They sendin' shots at me like a bartender
Like a bartender
I'ma shoot like Kawhi Leonard
Hrrt
You want some exotic P's
You can pull up on me personally
Right now
Or I'll send 'em
Let me get that
The streets was hell them years in jail
Thank God it's finally paying off
Finally
If you reach for my chain or jump on the stage
Guarantee you it's gon' be a standoff
A standoff
Tell 'em hands off
Watch out
I am not friendly
Learned a lot of discipline in the penitentiary
I don't like when people talk over me
Respect
Yeah I'm humble but it ain't no ho in me
At all
The streets was hell them years in jail
Thank God it's finally paying off
Finally
If you reach for my chain or jump on the stage
Guarantee you it's gon' be a standoff
A standoff
Tell 'em hands off
Watch out
I am not friendly
Learned a lot of discipline in the penitentiary
I don't like when people talk over me
Respect
Yeah I'm humble but it ain't no ho in me
At all
I'm back on my young n***a ****
I'm back on it
I walked in this ***** with a stick in my pants
A stick in my pants
Forty thousand on a pinky ring
Like I walk in this ***** with a brick in my hand
Brick in my hand
I ran it up they think I'm sellin' Ralo
Ten grams in the Backwood like a taco
A taco
I just wanna **** won't pay that ***** bills
Won't
Won't get her hair did I won't pay her car note
Nothin'
They gon' hit you when I give 'em the signal
I'm Aryan Nation I don't **** with n***as
KKK
She throw it back far as I can remember
She eat the d**k eat the d**k 'til it tickle
She twenty-two give me head like she forty-three
Forty-three
40 Glock n***a talkin' 'bout extortin' me
Extortin' me
Louis coat on me cost me a quarter key
Quarter key
And yeah we got smell go for the cheap
Low
Meet me on the backstreet
Backstreet
Same thing like last time you ain't gotta ask me
Don't ask me
Get 'em gone for a flat fee
Flat fee
Head back to the trap
Get some head from a black feet
Black feet
Makeup don't attract me
Nah
I don't **** with comments don't at me
Don't do that
I was really in the field tryna run the money up
Backfield-a*s n***a wanna sack me
Whack me
The streets was hell them years in jail
Thank God it's finally paying off
Finally
If you reach for my chain or jump on the stage
Guarantee you it's gon' be a standoff
A standoff
Tell 'em hands off
Watch out
I am not friendly
Learned a lot of discipline in the penitentiary
I don't like when people talk over me
Respect
Yeah I'm humble but it ain't no ho in me
At all
The streets was hell them years in jail
Thank God it's finally paying off
Finally
If you reach for my chain or jump on the stage
Guarantee you it's gon' be a standoff
A standoff
Tell 'em hands off
Watch out
I am not friendly
Learned a lot of discipline in the penitentiary
I don't like when people talk over me
Respect
Yeah I'm humble but it ain't no ho in me
At all
