Lyrics to Honeybun
All right, turn my headphones up
This a honey bun
On foenem grave
All that talking, he dead, I come knock the block off
Keep talking out his top, I'll grab the Glock and get him knocked off
Drop that money on lil' buddy head, I want the top dawg
I don't rap beef, run to the streets instead, the opps won't pop off
Headshot, we blow they block down
She got her ass up, I got my Glock out
She said she like when I get violent
Asking if I'm tryna get top down
Keep touching on my body like that
Bitch, you gon' get knocked down
Word up like what the word was?
We spin they block and they like, "Murders, bloody murder"
Wе don't shoot out cars, we aim for top, I'm tryna shirt somethin'
I'm rolling OG, I smoke еxotic opps, let's burn one, uh, uh
Big bankroll, [?] in my pocket
Glock hanging out my clothes, wipe that nigga nose
[?] that big bitch, I'm tryna stretch some, uh, huh
Big bro spin the bin, it ain't no one-on-ones
This a honey bun, this a honey bun-bun
Hunnid underneath my gun, this a hunnid drum-drum
Lil' folksnem go dumb, busting off this Perc'
I beat that bitch, ain't hit my tongue
One wrong move, I'm gon' up
Headshot, we blow they block down
She got her ass up, I got my Glock out
She said she like when I get violent
Asking if I'm tryna get top down
Keep touching on my body like that
Bitch, you gon' get knocked down
Headshot, we blow they block down
She got her ass up, I got my Glock out
She said she like when I get violent
Asking if I'm tryna get top down
Keep touching on my body like that
Bitch, you gon' get knocked down
Word up like what the word was?
We spin they block and they like, "Murders, bloody murder"
I don't do no boxing, up that Glock, I'm tryna burn some
I don't talk to opps, I'm just gon' spark when his [?] come, uh, uh
This a honey bun, this a honey bun-bun
Reach for my [?], that [?] must don't love his mom
Walk around with that, uh, walk around with that, uh, uh
Booted up off three X's like, "Who would I text when I go dumb?"
Headshot, we blow they block down
She got her ass up, I got my Glock out
She said she like when I get violent
Asking if I'm tryna get top down
Keep touching on my body like that
Bitch, you gon' get knocked down
Headshot, we blow they block down
She got her ass up, I got my Glock out
She said she like when I get violent
Asking if I'm tryna get top down
Keep touching on my body like that
Bitch, you gon' get knocked down
Word up
Spin they block and they like, "Murders, bloody murder"
I'm tryna shirt some
Honey bun
This a honey bun
On foenem grave
All that talking, he dead, I come knock the block off
Keep talking out his top, I'll grab the Glock and get him knocked off
Drop that money on lil' buddy head, I want the top dawg
I don't rap beef, run to the streets instead, the opps won't pop off
Headshot, we blow they block down
She got her ass up, I got my Glock out
She said she like when I get violent
Asking if I'm tryna get top down
Keep touching on my body like that
Bitch, you gon' get knocked down
Word up like what the word was?
We spin they block and they like, "Murders, bloody murder"
Wе don't shoot out cars, we aim for top, I'm tryna shirt somethin'
I'm rolling OG, I smoke еxotic opps, let's burn one, uh, uh
Big bankroll, [?] in my pocket
Glock hanging out my clothes, wipe that nigga nose
[?] that big bitch, I'm tryna stretch some, uh, huh
Big bro spin the bin, it ain't no one-on-ones
This a honey bun, this a honey bun-bun
Hunnid underneath my gun, this a hunnid drum-drum
Lil' folksnem go dumb, busting off this Perc'
I beat that bitch, ain't hit my tongue
One wrong move, I'm gon' up
Headshot, we blow they block down
She got her ass up, I got my Glock out
She said she like when I get violent
Asking if I'm tryna get top down
Keep touching on my body like that
Bitch, you gon' get knocked down
Headshot, we blow they block down
She got her ass up, I got my Glock out
She said she like when I get violent
Asking if I'm tryna get top down
Keep touching on my body like that
Bitch, you gon' get knocked down
Word up like what the word was?
We spin they block and they like, "Murders, bloody murder"
I don't do no boxing, up that Glock, I'm tryna burn some
I don't talk to opps, I'm just gon' spark when his [?] come, uh, uh
This a honey bun, this a honey bun-bun
Reach for my [?], that [?] must don't love his mom
Walk around with that, uh, walk around with that, uh, uh
Booted up off three X's like, "Who would I text when I go dumb?"
Headshot, we blow they block down
She got her ass up, I got my Glock out
She said she like when I get violent
Asking if I'm tryna get top down
Keep touching on my body like that
Bitch, you gon' get knocked down
Headshot, we blow they block down
She got her ass up, I got my Glock out
She said she like when I get violent
Asking if I'm tryna get top down
Keep touching on my body like that
Bitch, you gon' get knocked down
Word up
Spin they block and they like, "Murders, bloody murder"
I'm tryna shirt some
Honey bun
