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OG Damyan - HUTCH (Not Stoned Remix) Lyrics



OG Damyan - HUTCH (Not Stoned Remix) Lyrics




[ Featuring Not Stoned ]

F*ck! - This shit hard as hell
Ima pop up on the block and I got it all for sale
RIP Hutch he was my jeweller boy can't you tell
I be sendin packages - straight thru the mail

I be sendin packages - like im UPS
Intercept it my hitlist boy you'll be next
Real steppers with me boy you better learn how to step

AHH
SHIT

Hit the club just to ahh - f*ck!
Ima hit the club and ima flex on a bitch
Back to the trap and I'm stackin up blue strips
Call me uncle Ray cos you can't f*ck with my chips

Smokin pinkman goo and I'm feelin like I'm jesse
F*ckin w the gang then this shit gone get messy
Cudi doin hits finna air it out of the chevy
Trainin in the gym to lift a choppa cos shit be heavy

Livin two lives like my name was Walter white
Broski gotta double cup sippin dirty sprite
The opps hidin they be all bark with no bite
In the trap servin junkie ain't actin polite

MAAAN!
You know I ain't actin polite to these fools

Could tell by lookin at em somethin just ain't right
This stack of paper it's feeling a little light
Call him out on it now he tryna start a fight
F*ck this I ain't fightin I'm grabbin my pipe

Namin your own price this look like a charity?
I stay strapped so ain't shit scarin me
Had to pop a shroomie just for some clarity
In the trap you can't match my popularity

Hahaha
Ong you can't match this popularity boy
Uhh
I'm goin back in

Zatti zatti zatti zatti zatti what I'm smokin on
You a light weight lil boy whatchu chokin on
Popped too many shrooms got me like what's going on
Whatchu know bout that gelato that's what I'm rollin on

Call me Uncle Sam cos for the pack ima tax
Throwin dirt on my name boy you better not get wacked
2024 still use machines to talk bout fax
Tryna step to me together you better get your act

Got like ten packs on me ima keep it a buck
Negotiatin bout the price boy don't push your luck
Try me bout some pape it's up and it's stuck
20 shootas in the V we fillin up the truck
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English

F*ck! - This shit hard as hell
Ima pop up on the block and I got it all for sale
RIP Hutch he was my jeweller boy can't you tell
I be sendin packages - straight thru the mail

I be sendin packages - like im UPS
Intercept it my hitlist boy you'll be next
Real steppers with me boy you better learn how to step

AHH
SHIT

Hit the club just to ahh - f*ck!
Ima hit the club and ima flex on a bitch
Back to the trap and I'm stackin up blue strips
Call me uncle Ray cos you can't f*ck with my chips

Smokin pinkman goo and I'm feelin like I'm jesse
F*ckin w the gang then this shit gone get messy
Cudi doin hits finna air it out of the chevy
Trainin in the gym to lift a choppa cos shit be heavy

Livin two lives like my name was Walter white
Broski gotta double cup sippin dirty sprite
The opps hidin they be all bark with no bite
In the trap servin junkie ain't actin polite

MAAAN!
You know I ain't actin polite to these fools

Could tell by lookin at em somethin just ain't right
This stack of paper it's feeling a little light
Call him out on it now he tryna start a fight
F*ck this I ain't fightin I'm grabbin my pipe

Namin your own price this look like a charity?
I stay strapped so ain't shit scarin me
Had to pop a shroomie just for some clarity
In the trap you can't match my popularity

Hahaha
Ong you can't match this popularity boy
Uhh
I'm goin back in

Zatti zatti zatti zatti zatti what I'm smokin on
You a light weight lil boy whatchu chokin on
Popped too many shrooms got me like what's going on
Whatchu know bout that gelato that's what I'm rollin on

Call me Uncle Sam cos for the pack ima tax
Throwin dirt on my name boy you better not get wacked
2024 still use machines to talk bout fax
Tryna step to me together you better get your act

Got like ten packs on me ima keep it a buck
Negotiatin bout the price boy don't push your luck
Try me bout some pape it's up and it's stuck
20 shootas in the V we fillin up the truck
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Writer: Damyan Gill, OG Damyan & Not Stoned
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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OG Damyan - HUTCH (Not Stoned Remix) Video
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Performed By: OG Damyan
Featuring: Not Stoned
Language: English
Length: 2:38
Written by: Damyan Gill, OG Damyan & Not Stoned
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