Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song HONORRoLL, artist - SPARK MASTER TAPE. Date of issue: 12.06.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
HONORRoLL |
| Suicidal thoughts but Puff ain’t pickkin' up |
| Shit I’m down to join B.I.G if these cases add up |
| I’m in the cutlass on the lean, sippin' Remy till drunk |
| Only reason I’m alive is all my people in dumps |
| Ayy it ain’t safe in these streets, when you play with my peeps |
| We gon ride fifty deep, down to die for the team |
| It ain’t safe on the roads, whole team HONORRoLL |
| Red beam on they throat, limousine shot up hoe |
| ?Sign a contract, that’s a will for hell? |
| You only fall in love once and you still love yourself |
| What about when the WIFI is gone? |
| Pull a pipe in a drive-by and dump |
| Push at night, 'til we get it right, said it nice |
| Police never get advice, to the light |
| Dumb mother fucker tell her right tell her right |
| Can’t be stopped, in the shop with a candy drop |
| On the head with the hand of god |
| In the van with a gang of mob |
| Trap hands that can’t be topped |
| In the sand that’s glass not rocks |
| Stand tall not bent and dropped |
| I’ll smoke my end 'em shot |
| Only head, I ain’t fukk a bitch |
| Fukk me too I dont trust a bitch |
| Xan with that lean, likke its 2013 |
| Paper still be the team, and we still got this dream |
| Suicidal thoughts but Puff ain’t pickkin' up |
| Shit I’m down to join B.I.G if these cases add up |
| I’m in the cutlass on the lean, sippin' Remy till drunk |
| Only reason I’m alive is all my people in dumps |
| Blood rain, cocaine, call me ball-man, yall lame, Olé, complain all day, |
| blood red, cold cap, all mayne, ball me, your lane, Hola, uhh |
| Finna get it and I’m with it, fuck a limit |
| In a minute upper livin', never given |
| But a vision of a cataclysm |
| Cold cans and a battle of wisdom |
| Broke friends, just a cattle in prison |
| Got hoes, till we go broke |
| Till my hand go |
| Till my heart stop |
| For my big bro |
| Till my last show |
| On my last day |
| I’m comin' |
| Ayy it ain’t safe in these streets, when you play with my peeps |
| We gon ride fifty deep, down to die for the team |
| It ain’t safe on the roads, whole team HONORRoLL |
| Red beam on they throat, limousine shot up hoe |