[Intro: Honey You bitches fucking Go take a fucking Schwag. bitches
[Verse 1: Honey Faggot, I ain't got for a stupid broad Cause bro I'm 'bout to beat a bitch and lose my job Fuck, I'm a Listen, bitch. I you cool it off Cause smart'll get you deaded Bitch, I rule the Now, homie, I fucking down to catch a charge, bro Now her body the same place she had parked, bro. (Whoops! [x3]) I my bitches ride for me these bitches that drive for me Are bitches flying for free I gain mine. There's a difference. You remember Cause I'm always hungry for the that I ain't never had This is baby food and be all like, "Bitch, fuck a snack! " See niggas who I'm crap is asking me to hit 'em back Nigga, that!
x2: Honey Cocaine] Now, I ain't got for bullshit If I ain't mine, then that's bullshit Why you all up in my with this bullshit? Ew. Bitch, you like bullshit
[Verse 2: Cocaine] Oh, here I go. There they go in this here game Now these bitches praying gon' never hear my name again But look, I'm a around even although they acting like I can't I don't sleep at all cause it'll always be my time That means I work hard, homie. I don't play around, Better cut this bullshit or your face'll meet the ground, But after all, it's for the haters and the groupies, me at the studio The smart bitch a stupid flow delivery. Got fans who in the dance Now my enemies got They searching for a chance Fuck friends I'm married to the music Bitch, cause I gained the world and die before I it So it
[Hook x2: Honey Now, I got time for bullshit If I ain't mine, then that's bullshit Why you all up in my face this bullshit? Ew. Bitch, you smell like
[Verse 3: back, back. Why your ass so flat? Tell your best I want that I pretend, bitch, and I don't act Why you all up in my Telling people that you him If I you all on my back Criss-cross, you wiggedy-wack! (Aghh!) Duplicating my you to my life Yeah, my heavy metal You rock out on my level Yeah, yeah. That's a red And I'm dancing with the Bitch testing me, you get Kill a quick fast, like cancer. (Aghh!) (Well, well) Make a bitch money on my dick till it swell, swell And ya money, money shorter a elf, elf And I keep J's like LL (Hell yeah) I don; t wanna start nuttin' bitch, finish All in a nigga net nigga mouth like a (Dennis) Rodman. Come on, on Bitch, is you with it, it? I ain't
[Hook x2: Cocaine] Now, I got time for bullshit If I ain't getting mine, that's bullshit Why you all up in my with this bullshit? Ew. Bitch, you smell bullshit