honcho style 2
cdot honcho
c.d.o.t. man! honcho gang shit
honcho honcho honcho. aye
where the fuck his head at
watch his brain hit the floor
i just came from the crib
matter fact with yo bitch
while i just want racks right straight from shoulders
and i'm straight finna go
hit the bitch that i shake all the time
cause you know i gotta run to the cake half the time
pull up in a str8 but i'm late half the time
and swear to god this bitch might wheelie one time
20k in my jeans and these hoes like damn
bitch i'm not tryna stick it in no time
i'm tryna take a picture one time
i be smelling like ounces when i pop out
40 cal. take a lil nigga top off
i'm somewhere getting topped off
got me smoking on hot sauce
put a red dot on him like randolph
i'm in a two door with a new hoe
yo bitch she got that super throat
get that top then send her home where she belong
you know that bitch can't stay long
yo bitch she steady calling back
two hundred for these fucking jeans
naw man these like four hundred
bitch my shoes like nine some
always funding these fucking hundreds
all off the top of the head shit
muh-fuckas be lying when they be saying shit