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gv honcho - keep goin كلمات الأغنية

-midnight got the sauce pack-

[hook]
all of these hoes, they gonna be hoes, they chose
you know all of these b-tches on go
f-cked 3 in a row
summertime smoking on o’s, you know i got b-tches on the boat
b-tch off the yacht
first check you wanna know what i bought?
corvette drove the sh-t off the lot
do the whole dash, f-ck 12 f-ck a cop
ion follow no rules f-ck the judge, f-ck a law
yea diamonds h-t blue and they clear like voss
yea diamonds on my teeth n-gg- i talk guap
yea diamond hit blue like the pill i popped
yea ima keep going n-gg- i can’t stop
yea ima keep going until i pop
swear these b-tches annoying
keep calling my phone i’m ignoring
they sleeping on me hear em snoring

[verse1]
you played with my heart like it ain’t important (why)
you got this sh-t for free like it’s torrent
i started my own wave, my own current
had to cut these b-tches off cause they boring (yeah)
we was stuck up in the city now we touring
first sip hit me hard, it’s gone slow me up
plug havin wockhardt, told him pour me up
said i need a gold plaque, i ain’t gold enough (golden child)
naw i ain’t gold enough (golden child)
naw i ain’t froze enough (froze!)
told my jeweler to ice me up (ice me out)
i need to bust a nut (yeaaa)
told my other b-tch suck me up (right now)
i had to kick my side b-tch out she was talking bout cuff me up
i do my thang when i’m in that p-ssy
yea i do my thang when i’m in that gushy
i make it rain when i’m in the blue flame
hop in the range, i might hop in the jeep
hop in the i8 do the dash down the street
she keep hitting me up on snapchat
bih i ain’t tryna do a streak (nawww)
bih why you keep talking bout me (why)
my name in yo mouth like my meat (my meeeat!)

[verse2]
yea how could you switch up on me
why you ain’t stay down with me
yea n-gg- think this sh-t sweet
pull up with dracos, sweep up the street
yea pull up with 30s, pull up with autos, pull up with sticks with the beam
yea pull up with hallows, pull up with sh-lls, you know that these choppas gon sing
these n-gg-s shoot with they eyes closed
lets go hit a lick don’t care how it goes
them jordans was free i ain’t buy those
pour the whole pint, pour the whole pint
empty the bottle
i’m rocking amiri jeans and these b-tches tight
she stick my d-ck all down her windpipe
ride on my d-ck b-tch f-ck me all night
i keep smoking this weed can’t stop if i tried
you can tell that i’m high just look in my eyes
n-gg- that ain’t yo b-tch in my eyes (that ain’t yo b-tch)
yea honcho, i’m really in disguise (honcho)
tatted up like i’m lil skies
just for this i had to grind (grind for this)
smoking real tree, not a pine (real tree)

- gv honcho

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