Huh-uh-uh-uh-uh (Look Honey)
Huh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh
Cutting up in the Track you hear it from down the block
This is not no regular syrup, this a super wock
Huh, that bitch get down up on her knees, she give me super top
Plain all white tee, but it cost a lot
Bitch, my time is everything, bitch it cost to watch
Bitch, I'm vintage out, vintage out from head to socks
Put my pain in a cup then sip it till I'm lifted
Designer on my body, but my soul is still empty
Runnin' up the racks, I got blues in the Fendi
Took a couple losses, now I'm up, I can't trip
Told my old friends, watch the glow, watch the shift
Huh, huh, huh
Huh-uh-uh-uh-uh
Huh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh
Huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-uh
AP's on both of the wrist
Huh, white boy in the zip
Just like two Chainz the FN got big tits
Bitch, you being too loud, I need a blunt to fix
You watching all my moves, nigga, you need to watch your bitch
F*ck around with the gang and you'll get popped quick
OVO, hella Drac's, like we from the six
Bitch, I feel like La Flame, bitch, I'm too lit
Yeah, yeah, she slop the top, yeah, she give me hella spit
Talk down, he a opp, put my mans on it
Fast life, no brakes, I can't stand lonely
Keep that glock for the snakes, it's my damn homie
I just f*cked his main bitch, left her on read
She was begging for a bag, told her, get some bread
All this ice on my neck, feel it when I step
Tell that boy, watch your mouth, better come correct
F*ck a deal, independent, got these racks on my own
Plug hit my line, sent the pack just half flown
I've been high as f*ck, barely answering my phone
Tell these broke ass niggas, leave me the f*ck alone
I don't need no love, just my pen and my pole
Huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh, yeah
Huh, huh, huh
Huh-uh-uh-uh-uh
Huh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh
Cutting up in the Track you hear it from down the block
This is not no regular syrup, this a super wock
Huh, that bitch get down up on her knees, she give me super top
Plain all white tee, but it cost a lot
Bitch, my time is everything, bitch it cost to watch
Bitch, I'm vintage out, vintage out from head to socks
Put my pain in a cup then sip it till I'm lifted
Designer on my body, but my soul is still empty
Runnin' up the racks, I got blues in the Fendi
Took a couple losses, now I'm up, I can't trip
Told my old friends, watch the glow, watch the shift
Huh, huh, huh
Huh-uh-uh-uh-uh
Huh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh
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Huh-uh-uh-uh-uh (Look Honey)
Huh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh
Cutting up in the Track you hear it from down the block
This is not no regular syrup, this a super wock
Huh, that bitch get down up on her knees, she give me super top
Plain all white tee, but it cost a lot
Bitch, my time is everything, bitch it cost to watch
Bitch, I'm vintage out, vintage out from head to socks
Put my pain in a cup then sip it till I'm lifted
Designer on my body, but my soul is still empty
Runnin' up the racks, I got blues in the Fendi
Took a couple losses, now I'm up, I can't trip
Told my old friends, watch the glow, watch the shift
Huh, huh, huh
Huh-uh-uh-uh-uh
Huh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh
Huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-uh
AP's on both of the wrist
Huh, white boy in the zip
Just like two Chainz the FN got big tits
Bitch, you being too loud, I need a blunt to fix
You watching all my moves, nigga, you need to watch your bitch
F*ck around with the gang and you'll get popped quick
OVO, hella Drac's, like we from the six
Bitch, I feel like La Flame, bitch, I'm too lit
Yeah, yeah, she slop the top, yeah, she give me hella spit
Talk down, he a opp, put my mans on it
Fast life, no brakes, I can't stand lonely
Keep that glock for the snakes, it's my damn homie
I just f*cked his main bitch, left her on read
She was begging for a bag, told her, get some bread
All this ice on my neck, feel it when I step
Tell that boy, watch your mouth, better come correct
F*ck a deal, independent, got these racks on my own
Plug hit my line, sent the pack just half flown
I've been high as f*ck, barely answering my phone
Tell these broke ass niggas, leave me the f*ck alone
I don't need no love, just my pen and my pole
Huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh, yeah
Huh, huh, huh
Huh-uh-uh-uh-uh
Huh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh
Cutting up in the Track you hear it from down the block
This is not no regular syrup, this a super wock
Huh, that bitch get down up on her knees, she give me super top
Plain all white tee, but it cost a lot
Bitch, my time is everything, bitch it cost to watch
Bitch, I'm vintage out, vintage out from head to socks
Put my pain in a cup then sip it till I'm lifted
Designer on my body, but my soul is still empty
Runnin' up the racks, I got blues in the Fendi
Took a couple losses, now I'm up, I can't trip
Told my old friends, watch the glow, watch the shift
Huh, huh, huh
Huh-uh-uh-uh-uh
Huh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh
Huh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh
Cutting up in the Track you hear it from down the block
This is not no regular syrup, this a super wock
Huh, that bitch get down up on her knees, she give me super top
Plain all white tee, but it cost a lot
Bitch, my time is everything, bitch it cost to watch
Bitch, I'm vintage out, vintage out from head to socks
Put my pain in a cup then sip it till I'm lifted
Designer on my body, but my soul is still empty
Runnin' up the racks, I got blues in the Fendi
Took a couple losses, now I'm up, I can't trip
Told my old friends, watch the glow, watch the shift
Huh, huh, huh
Huh-uh-uh-uh-uh
Huh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh
Huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-uh
AP's on both of the wrist
Huh, white boy in the zip
Just like two Chainz the FN got big tits
Bitch, you being too loud, I need a blunt to fix
You watching all my moves, nigga, you need to watch your bitch
F*ck around with the gang and you'll get popped quick
OVO, hella Drac's, like we from the six
Bitch, I feel like La Flame, bitch, I'm too lit
Yeah, yeah, she slop the top, yeah, she give me hella spit
Talk down, he a opp, put my mans on it
Fast life, no brakes, I can't stand lonely
Keep that glock for the snakes, it's my damn homie
I just f*cked his main bitch, left her on read
She was begging for a bag, told her, get some bread
All this ice on my neck, feel it when I step
Tell that boy, watch your mouth, better come correct
F*ck a deal, independent, got these racks on my own
Plug hit my line, sent the pack just half flown
I've been high as f*ck, barely answering my phone
Tell these broke ass niggas, leave me the f*ck alone
I don't need no love, just my pen and my pole
Huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh, yeah
Huh, huh, huh
Huh-uh-uh-uh-uh
Huh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh
Cutting up in the Track you hear it from down the block
This is not no regular syrup, this a super wock
Huh, that bitch get down up on her knees, she give me super top
Plain all white tee, but it cost a lot
Bitch, my time is everything, bitch it cost to watch
Bitch, I'm vintage out, vintage out from head to socks
Put my pain in a cup then sip it till I'm lifted
Designer on my body, but my soul is still empty
Runnin' up the racks, I got blues in the Fendi
Took a couple losses, now I'm up, I can't trip
Told my old friends, watch the glow, watch the shift
Huh, huh, huh
Huh-uh-uh-uh-uh
Huh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh
Writer: James Mills
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid