Video We Not Humping Remix Ft Flo Milli de Monaleo 2025 Rap Lyrics

Monaleo - We Not Humping Remix Ft Flo Milli Lyrics

Chorus
Put that dick up, we not humpin’
Sky Zone, bitch, my block jumpin’
Jump out the black truck, we start dumpin’
In the field with a hundred bands, no trumpet
Main nigga just cut me off, fuck it
Nigga, stop talkin’, just come suck it
When it’s smoke, bet the opps gon’ duck it
We kick smoke up, they kick buckets

Verse 1
Put a bag on your head ‘cause it’s in my budget
All I gotta do is push a button
I’m on they heads like a goddamn mullet
Spent ten bands at the sneaker summit
I got the hood on my back like it’s raining
He a head monster, I’m not complaining
He don’t like my ways but I’m not changing
I don’t text him back ‘cause that shit draining
Get in the blend likе fruits and veggies
Do what I want ‘cause my niggas lеt me
I keep lead case a bitch want to test me
Smoke on the ‘net but in person, I’m her bestie

Chorus
Put that dick up, we not humpin’
Sky Zone, bitch, my block jumpin’
Jump out the black truck, we start dumpin’
In the field with a hundred bands, no trumpet
Main nigga just cut me off, fuck it
Nigga, stop talkin’, just come suck it
When it’s smoke, bet the opps gon’ duck it
We kick smoke up, they kick buckets

Verse 2
Damn, what happened?
Oh, I think she thought I was cappin’
Aww, now she a Instagram caption
Shot her in the face ten times, that’s passion
I don’t text my ex, I’m past it
Hoes can’t see me, even in glasses
Okay, I put bitches in caskets
And I turn bitches to ashes
Ooh, I like niggas and bitches
I like guns that come with switches
I like niggas that sag they britches
Got twin Glocks, I ain’t talkin’ ‘bout twitches
My niggas carry broomsticks like witches
Can’t fuck raw, I’m not yo’ missus
Get her plucked off if she act chicken
Cut my ex off ‘cause he was bitchin’

Chorus
Put that dick up, we not humpin’
Sky Zone, bitch, my block jumpin’
Jump out the black truck, we start dumpin’
In the field with a hundred bands, no trumpet
Main nigga just cut me off, fuck it
Nigga, stop talkin’, just come suck it
When it’s smoke, bet the opps gon’ duck it
We kick smoke up, they kick buckets

Bridge
Ooh, give me head in the ‘Cat or the ‘Vette
I take a nap in the back of the jet
And I put a cap in the back of his head
New nigga don’t work, then it’s back to my ex
If my ex don’t work, then it’s back to the streets
Spin a block in the Benz, then it’s back to the Jeep
Don’t go through my phone while I’m fallin’ asleep
If we fuck right now, then you can’t say a peep

Outro
Fuck it, we—, we not humpin’
Put—, put—, put—, put—, put—, put—
Fuck, fuck it, we, we not humpin’
Put—, put—, put—, put—, put—, put—
Fuck it, we—, we not humpin’
Fuck, fuck it, we, we not humpin’
My block jumpin’