Truce - Hondeezy Lyrics

Yuh, they tryn be me (yeah)
Yeah, you can't be me
Hell nah, no that shit ain't easy
My hoe want a bag, Telfeezy
They watching me like Berleezy
Yeah, he talk down we put em' on a TV
My diamonds wet they dripping water, Fiji
Yeah, on the road I'm pushing the Hondeezy
Yuh, you would of thought it was a Demon
New swag, I'm tryna' cop some archive pieces
Amiri denim, would of thought I shopped at Neiman's
Call my shooter yuh, he gon' pull up creeping
Pour me up a cup, I'm really geeking
Feel like Erik in the night, I'm never sleeping
Did this hoe right, now she never leaving
She act right, I buy Celine
Bitch I love the finer things
They tryna' copy swag, I'm him
These niggas fruity, need tajin
They switched up on me, yeah
Shoutout twin, I had to cut the cable
Going up, they want me to sign with labels
Blowing up, they thought that I wasn't able
Tryna' go to Turks and Caicos
Know some niggas that slide with dracos
Yeah, my dog shoot like he Barbosa
Leave em' on a island, like Barbados
Leave no evidence yeah that's case closed
Yeah, these niggas soft like Play-doh
When it come to bread I don't play though
Bitch I'm sipping red, no tomato
Yuh, they tryn be me (yeah)
Yeah, you can't be me
Hell nah, no that shit ain't easy
My hoe want a bag, Telfeezy
They watching me like Berleezy
Yeah, he talk down we put em' on a TV
My diamonds wet they dripping water, Fiji
Yeah, on the road I'm pushing the Hondeezy
Yuh, you would of thought it was a Demon
New swag, I'm tryna' cop some archive pieces
Amiri denim, would of thought I shopped at Neiman's
Call my shooter yuh, he gon' pull up creeping
Pour me up a cup, I'm really geeking
Feel like Erik in the night, I'm never sleeping
Did this hoe right, now she never leaving