Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Honcho Style 3, artist - Cdot Honcho.
Date of issue: 07.06.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Honcho Style 3 |
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 niggas so hop off my d-note |
That’s why my tec got a string on |
I just walked out of Saks and my shoes like a thousand tho |
Saw you in there, you was browsing tho |
She be sucking my dick then I gotta go |
Swear to god you fuck that bitch for a hour long |
Why all of these hoes want my time |
I can’t give her that |
Fuck 'em and never remember that |
4nem slidin', don’t care where yo niggas at |
Wherever you at, swear to god they’ll enter that |
I got bitches 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 bitch D, know I let her go |
Where that bitch headed |
On 4nem I never know |
I’m knowing that she just be round for the money tho |
She suck my dick with a buddy tho |
In the trap with a .50, no back up |
Nigga you run and I’m fucking yo back up |
I’m leaning, I’m mixing that act up |
If that bitch thick, then I’m fucking her back up |
A nigga want smoke, then you know he go overboard |
4nem gon slide like a hoverboard |
A nigga just mad cuz I’m fucking his sista tho |
She just suck 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 Vujacic |
Cannot waste all of my time on a stupid bitch |
Rather cash out on some stupid shit |
That drank know it’s taking my bankroll |
Uzi, I swear I ain’t thinking 'bout Dracos |
Pull on yo block in that muh fuckin' SRT8 tho |
Hop out with shit off of Halo, ay |
All of my bitches be bringing me bitches |
I swear to god, none of 'em gay tho |
Ay, a nigga a player, a bitch tryna play us |
A family be sending her prayers |
Ay, a nigga so rare, a nigga gon' stare |
This choppa be goin' through layers |
Ay |
Bitch |
Ay |
I hop in that Lamb, push start it, ay |
Push that bitch like I’m retarded |
Marco spit like it retarded, ay |
You spent a check on that bitch |
I get that pussy regardless, ay |
She know a nigga 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 nigga just started |
Marc in the cut and he waiting on anything |
.223 goin' through anything |
These bitches be mad cuz they never get anything |
They get this dick they be worshipping |
Niggas 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 nigga so crazy, no panicking |
Try it, them killings be happening |
Gang in this bitch with the irons like Iron Man |
Let that bitch play like a violin |
Bitch |