Innis honda doin laps n im runnin lights
Speakin down on me over hoes is how you lose yo life
It's 12am my head hurt i'm in for the night
Oh shit the police tryna flicc im finna buss a right
The shit i do you won't believe i'm makin pigs fly
Started off 3 pound play you'd prolly get hype
This shit easy i can crack a rack in one night
Headie said he got a G like bet watch me take flight
I seen lil bro serve his head watch em get swiped
Vacuum seal that shit up in advance make sure that shit tight
N when he get here i'm makin sure my kid right
Po'd up ina firework i'm like fucc sprite
I done caught heads ducked feds watch the curb bitch
I done ran reds built a line watch me serve this
I can't never trust a hoe no i won't believe words bitch
Put that shit on bro i only answer if it's urgent
I'm inlove wit pretty hoes and gettin mad rich
Yea her ass fat but on G she ain't a bad bitch
Niggas see i'm stashin that's why my bag stiff
Why the f*ck you out here playin ain't wit no actin
In this Honda doin' laps, and I'm runnin' lights
Speakin' down on me over hoes, that's how you end your life
It's 12 a.m., my head hurt, I'm in for the night
Oh, shit, the police tryna flick, I'm finna bust a right
My first dub, I f*cked off, but I'm back on track
I was ina Honda every day, swipin' niggas act
I'll plug my brothers in, I ain't into gettin' back
Lows, Highs Zas what you need, know I'm havin' that
Now I'm dumpin' yings, I started off with a zap
Head in that Gray Fusion, thank God he spent racks
I can catch em if you need em, I don't really need a map
Free Jake out that cell, I just want my niggas back
Cash app or the zelle, you can't send over a rack
So if it's over for a hundred on a G, I need cash
In this Honda doin' laps, and I'm runnin' lights
Speakin' down on me over hoes, it's how you end your life
It's 12 a.m., my head hurt, I'm in for the night
Oh, shit, the police tryna flick, I'm finna bust a right
This shit I do, you won't believe, I'm makin' pens fly
Started on a three-pound play, prolly get hype
This shit easy, I can crack a rack in one night
Headie said he got a G like bet, watch me take flight
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Innis honda doin laps n im runnin lights
Speakin down on me over hoes is how you lose yo life
It's 12am my head hurt i'm in for the night
Oh shit the police tryna flicc im finna buss a right
The shit i do you won't believe i'm makin pigs fly
Started off 3 pound play you'd prolly get hype
This shit easy i can crack a rack in one night
Headie said he got a G like bet watch me take flight
I seen lil bro serve his head watch em get swiped
Vacuum seal that shit up in advance make sure that shit tight
N when he get here i'm makin sure my kid right
Po'd up ina firework i'm like fucc sprite
I done caught heads ducked feds watch the curb bitch
I done ran reds built a line watch me serve this
I can't never trust a hoe no i won't believe words bitch
Put that shit on bro i only answer if it's urgent
I'm inlove wit pretty hoes and gettin mad rich
Yea her ass fat but on G she ain't a bad bitch
Niggas see i'm stashin that's why my bag stiff
Why the f*ck you out here playin ain't wit no actin
In this Honda doin' laps, and I'm runnin' lights
Speakin' down on me over hoes, that's how you end your life
It's 12 a.m., my head hurt, I'm in for the night
Oh, shit, the police tryna flick, I'm finna bust a right
My first dub, I f*cked off, but I'm back on track
I was ina Honda every day, swipin' niggas act
I'll plug my brothers in, I ain't into gettin' back
Lows, Highs Zas what you need, know I'm havin' that
Now I'm dumpin' yings, I started off with a zap
Head in that Gray Fusion, thank God he spent racks
I can catch em if you need em, I don't really need a map
Free Jake out that cell, I just want my niggas back
Cash app or the zelle, you can't send over a rack
So if it's over for a hundred on a G, I need cash
In this Honda doin' laps, and I'm runnin' lights
Speakin' down on me over hoes, it's how you end your life
It's 12 a.m., my head hurt, I'm in for the night
Oh, shit, the police tryna flick, I'm finna bust a right
This shit I do, you won't believe, I'm makin' pens fly
Started on a three-pound play, prolly get hype
This shit easy, I can crack a rack in one night
Headie said he got a G like bet, watch me take flight
Speakin down on me over hoes is how you lose yo life
It's 12am my head hurt i'm in for the night
Oh shit the police tryna flicc im finna buss a right
The shit i do you won't believe i'm makin pigs fly
Started off 3 pound play you'd prolly get hype
This shit easy i can crack a rack in one night
Headie said he got a G like bet watch me take flight
I seen lil bro serve his head watch em get swiped
Vacuum seal that shit up in advance make sure that shit tight
N when he get here i'm makin sure my kid right
Po'd up ina firework i'm like fucc sprite
I done caught heads ducked feds watch the curb bitch
I done ran reds built a line watch me serve this
I can't never trust a hoe no i won't believe words bitch
Put that shit on bro i only answer if it's urgent
I'm inlove wit pretty hoes and gettin mad rich
Yea her ass fat but on G she ain't a bad bitch
Niggas see i'm stashin that's why my bag stiff
Why the f*ck you out here playin ain't wit no actin
In this Honda doin' laps, and I'm runnin' lights
Speakin' down on me over hoes, that's how you end your life
It's 12 a.m., my head hurt, I'm in for the night
Oh, shit, the police tryna flick, I'm finna bust a right
My first dub, I f*cked off, but I'm back on track
I was ina Honda every day, swipin' niggas act
I'll plug my brothers in, I ain't into gettin' back
Lows, Highs Zas what you need, know I'm havin' that
Now I'm dumpin' yings, I started off with a zap
Head in that Gray Fusion, thank God he spent racks
I can catch em if you need em, I don't really need a map
Free Jake out that cell, I just want my niggas back
Cash app or the zelle, you can't send over a rack
So if it's over for a hundred on a G, I need cash
In this Honda doin' laps, and I'm runnin' lights
Speakin' down on me over hoes, it's how you end your life
It's 12 a.m., my head hurt, I'm in for the night
Oh, shit, the police tryna flick, I'm finna bust a right
This shit I do, you won't believe, I'm makin' pens fly
Started on a three-pound play, prolly get hype
This shit easy, I can crack a rack in one night
Headie said he got a G like bet, watch me take flight
Writer: Ricky P
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid