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GV Honcho

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I'm sippin' lean out a grail, it's real
Bitch got a ass and it shake, it's real
Look in my eye see some pain, that's real
I open my eye, see a different realm
I opened my eye, I'm in a different dimension
Said some real shit, but them niggas won't listen
Diamonds they glisten, they shine on my grill
Relapse, thinking bout poppin' a pill
What you gon do when this shit get real?
What you gon do, you just gon sit there and laugh?
Add up the backend, I'm in love with math
Hit from the back and I'm holding her calves
Nut in my bitch, I ain't do it on accident
Eat the dick off the plate, that bitch need her a nap-a-kin
I got gas, I got Xans, I got bands in this Goyard
Pulled up with some sticks, laid him down in the front yard

Aye, I create shit like I'm Mozart
Duckin and dodgin and weavin from cop cars
Aye, my momma like Honcho got no heart
I'm in the bed with my bitch watching Ozark
Aye, this a big body Benz, so I can't park
Taking sip after sip after sip til I see stars aye
Bitches make you go brazy, Chris Benoit
Sell a zip after zip after zip I love seeing guap aye
Bandana on me like I'm Tupac
30 on me nigga don't get yo shit popped aye
Baby tell me how you feel
Come walk with me I can show you what's real
I used to skate down the hill, skate down the hill then my nigga got killed
Big bro havin Wockhardt, it's sealed aye
Big bro havin cookie, it's sealed aye
My bitch wanna come ride with me to the bank
Young Honcho the goat give a f*ck what you thank
Young Honcho got drip like a muhfuckin sank
My ego had died now it's easy to thank
No military, but my young boy got rank
No NBA, but my Youngboy got stats
Pourin up, mix this shit til it's pink (pank)
My backwood looking just like a bat
Wockhardt, I couldn't find the Act
Rick Ross, yeah my pockets got fat
Linebacker, yeah I came for the sack
Linebacker, yeah I came for the sack
BMW I8, boy you still in the Jag
Glock in my jeans and that's why my pants sag
Blue cheese, fell in love with the racks
Shawty suck me (meat), just like it's a tic tac

I'm sippin' lean out a grail, it's real
Bitch got a ass and it shake, it's real
Look in my eye see some pain, that's real
I open my eye, see a different realm
I opened my eye, I'm in a different dimension
Said some real shit, but them niggas won't listen
Diamonds they glisten, they shine on my grill
Relapse, thinking bout poppin' a pill
What you gon do when this shit get real?
What you gon do, you just gon sit there and laugh?
Add up the backend, I'm in love with math
Hit from the back and I'm holding her calves
Nut in my bitch, I ain't do it on accident
Eat the dick off the plate, that bitch need her a nap-a-kin
I got gas, I got Xans, I got bands in this Goyard
Pulled up with some sticks, laid him down in the front yard

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