Cdot Honcho - Honcho Style 3 lyrics

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Cdot Honcho - Honcho Style 3 lyrics

Ay, b**h Finna skrt off from Chase like I robbed it, ay No I ain't make a deposit I'm withdrawing Pull up and .40's be quick drawn And no I don't never reply to a diss song Smoke you and go get a sirloin I can't trust none these n***as so hop off my D Know that's why my tec gotta sprinkle I just walked out of Saks and my shoes like a thousand tho Saw you in there, you was browsing tho She be s**ing my dick then I gotta go Swear to god you f** that b**h for a hour long Why all of these hoes want my time I can't give her that f** 'em and never remember that 4nem slidin', don't care where yo n***as at Wherever you at, swear to god they ain't into that I got b**hes from everywhere Outta the country tho Speaking in language I never know And bro gotta scope on the top like a telescope Make 'em go live like a Periscope I give that b**h D, know I let her go Where that b**h headed On 4nem I never know I'm knowing that she just be round for the money tho She s** my dick with a buddy tho In the trap with a .50, no back up n***a you run and I'm f**ing yo back up I'm leaning, I'm mixing that act up If that b**h thick, then I'm f**ing her back up A n***a want smoke, then you know he go overboard 4nem gon slide like a hoverboard A n***a just mad cuz I'm f**ing his sista tho She just s** dick, need another hoe Ay, broski just left out the shop with the cooling kit Act up, they turn to a hooligan And he ain't got aim, so he brought him a hunnid round Pull up, it shooting like [?] I can not waste all of my time on a stupid b**h Rather go cash on the stupid sh** That drank know it's taking my bankroll Uzi, I swear I ain't thinking 'bout Dracos Pull on yo block in that muh f**in' straight tho Hop out with sh** off of Halo, ay All of my b**hes be bringing me b**hes I swear to god, none of 'em gay tho Ay, a n***a a player, a b**h tryna play us A family be sending her prayers Ay, a n***a so rare, a n***a don't stare This choppa be goin' through layers Ay b**h. Ay I hop in that Lamb, push start it, ay Push that b**h like I'm retarded Marco spit like it retarded, ay You spent a check on that b**h I get that p**y regardless, ay She know a n***a so heartless, ay You know she goin' regardless, ay Pull up my truck in the front It's a party wherever I park it I be smokin' wherever I spark it From the bottom, a n***a just started Rock in the cut and he weighed it on anything .223 goin' through anything These b**hes be mad cuz they never get anything They get this dick they be worshipping n***as know 4nem do not be with chattering They just be all with the splattering, ay Hop in the game and get straight to mastering Winning if you think we battling That drank gotta n***a so crazy, no panicking Try it, them k**ings be happening Gang in this b**h with the irons like Iron Man Let that b**h spray like a fireman b**h