Hunnas 3
Izaya Tiji Lyrics


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Money help a nigga jump, just like bunny
Count that rappin' money now
Like this shit funny
Pockets fat as fuck,  teletubby
Pockets way too fat, nigga they chubby
Nigga, that XD-45 Springfield lit him up
I got hunters, hunters,  hunters,  killin’ ya
Bitch It shoot some
Yeah it fire like very loud
Hit the bank, pull out a
Bag, count it up, up, up

Love to count up, count it up
Yeah I love to count it up, then count it up
Yeah yeah
Yeah I love to count it up, yeah count it up
Yeah I love to count it up, then count it up
Yeah yeah
Yeah I love to count it up, yeah count it up
Yeah

Pulled a band out and put it in the counter
Yeah yeah ass fat as fuck, It fuckin'
Sit on me got superpowers, yeah
(power, power, power)
And when my choppa sing, It
Sing like very loud, psh, ew
Want some baguettes on my wrist
Some baguettes wetter than a seal
Way them 308s knock off yo' head
It almost give me chills
I ain’t scared of these niggas
Nigga not even a lil
And my Latin bitch, she good-good-good
They think that she a meal
Don't let this money fall out
Oh lord It's goin' take a minute
To pick up that shit
'cause I'm a real rich nigga
And my bitches come up on the pole, on my god
My bitch bad as fuck
She like to shake that ass all the time
Demons watching
Like they watching me on Amazon Prime
How you hate me, then you love me
Nigga at the same time
I got a lot of demons in my head, head
And they wanna take my soul
Nigga I can't go for nothin' now
Nothin’ now, nothin’ now
And we got that Number Nine
And we pour a line now, and we snort a line
Yeah my bad bitch she snort a line yeah
And she snort a line
And we rocking Number Nine, yeah
Nigga, with that nine
Lil nigga I might it pour it now and sip
But forget that red nigga
I might pour that red
Let's put my pills in codeine, what, what
What

Count it, count it up, count it up
Yeah, count it, count it up, yeah
Count it up
Yeah yeah, count it, count it up, count it up
Money, count it, count it up, count it up




Yeah, I love to count it up, count it up
Yeah, I love to count it up, then count it up

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Izaya Tiji's song "Hunnas 3" depict a strong emphasis on money, power, and material possessions. The first verse highlights the singer's satisfaction with accumulating wealth and the perceived superiority that comes with it. The references to pockets being "fat as fuck" and comparing them to a Teletubby suggest an overwhelming wealth and abundance. The line "I got hunters, hunters, hunters, killin' ya" implies that the singer has hired people to carry out his dirty work, further emphasizing his power and dominance.


In the chorus, the singer expresses a love for counting money, suggesting that the act of accumulating wealth brings him joy and satisfaction. The repetition of "count it up" reinforces this sentiment.


The second verse continues to focus on the singer's wealth and power. He mentions pulling out a stack of cash and counting it, further highlighting his financial success. The references to his partner's physical attributes and sexual prowess add a sense of luxury and desire. The lyrics also touch on a darker side, hinting at the singer's involvement in violence and drug use.


Overall, "Hunnas 3" presents a raw and unapologetic portrayal of a character who finds fulfillment in material wealth and power, while also touching on themes of violence, addiction, and the duality of love and hate.


Line by Line Meaning

Money help a nigga jump, just like bunny
Having money gives someone a boost, just like a bunny jumping.


Count that rappin' money now
Now I'm tallying up the money I made from rapping.


Like this shit funny
Finding humor in the situation.


Pockets fat as fuck, teletubby
My pockets are extremely full, like the character Teletubby.


Pockets way too fat, nigga they chubby
My pockets are excessively filled, they're chubby.


Nigga, that XD-45 Springfield lit him up
That XD-45 Springfield gun heavily injured him.


I got hunters, hunters, hunters, killin’ ya
I have people after you, relentlessly hunting you down.


Bitch It shoot some
The gun I have shoots with power.


Yeah it fire like very loud
The gun fires loudly, with great impact.


Hit the bank, pull out a bag, count it up, up, up
I went to the bank, withdrew a bag of money, and now I'm counting it repeatedly.


Love to count up, count it up
I enjoy tallying up my wealth.


Yeah I love to count it up, then count it up
I take pleasure in counting my money over and over again.


Pulled a band out and put it in the counter
I took out a stack of money and placed it on the counter.


Yeah yeah ass fat as fuck, It fuckin' sit on me got superpowers, yeah
My partner has a large, attractive buttocks that has the ability to make me feel powerful.


(power, power, power)
Emphasizing the extraordinary influence my partner has over me.


And when my choppa sing, It sing like very loud, psh, ew
When my gun fires, it produces a loud and distinctive sound.


Want some baguettes on my wrist
I desire diamond-encrusted watches on my wrist.


Some baguettes wetter than a seal
The diamond pieces on my watches are more dazzling than a seal's wet fur.


Way them 308s knock off yo' head
The .308 caliber rifles have enough force to behead someone.


It almost give me chills
The thought of such destructive power sends shivers down my spine.


I ain’t scared of these niggas
I'm not afraid of these individuals.


Nigga not even a lil
Not even a little bit.


And my Latin bitch, she good-good-good
My Latina partner is excellent in every way.


They think that she a meal
Others perceive her as highly desirable.


Don't let this money fall out
Be careful not to drop or waste this money.


Oh lord It's goin' take a minute
It will require some time and effort.


To pick up that shit
To collect and secure that money.


'cause I'm a real rich nigga
Because I am genuinely wealthy.


And my bitches come up on the pole, on my god
My female companions earn money by dancing on the stripper pole, it's astonishing.


My bitch bad as fuck
My partner is extremely attractive.


She like to shake that ass all the time
She enjoys twerking frequently.


Demons watching
There are unseen malevolent forces observing.


Like they watching me on Amazon Prime
Similar to how one watches content on Amazon Prime, these demons are closely observing me.


How you hate me, then you love me
There's a contradiction in your emotions towards me.


Nigga at the same time
Simultaneously, my person.


I got a lot of demons in my head, head
I possess numerous internal struggles and conflicts.


And they wanna take my soul
These demons desire to claim my innermost essence.


Nigga I can't go for nothin' now
I won't let myself be overtaken by these demons.


Nothin’ now, nothin’ now
Under no circumstances, not anymore.


And we got that Number Nine
We possess the firearm known as the Number Nine.


And we pour a line now, and we snort a line
We prepare a line of drugs and inhale it through our nose.


Yeah my bad bitch she snort a line yeah
My attractive partner also partakes in snorting drugs.


And she snort a line
She takes drugs through the nasal passage.


And we rocking Number Nine, yeah
We proudly possess and use the Number Nine firearm.


Nigga, with that nine
With that firearm in my possession.


Lil nigga I might it pour it now and sip
I might pour a drink and consume it right away.


But forget that red nigga
Disregard the red drink, my friend.


I might pour that red
I might choose to pour the red drink.


Let's put my pills in codeine, what, what
Mixing my pills with codeine, why not?


What
An expression of intrigue or agreement.


Count it, count it up, count it up
Tally it, continuously counting up.


Yeah, count it, count it up, yeah
Indeed, keep counting it.


Count it up
Keep tallying the money.


Yeah yeah, count it, count it up, count it up
Yes, yes, continue tallying it.


Money, count it, count it up, count it up
The wealth, count it, continuously tally it up.


Yeah, I love to count it up, count it up
Yes, I truly enjoy tallying it.


Yeah, I love to count it up, then count it up
Yes, I derive satisfaction from tallying it over and over again.




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