lirik lagu honey pack - mg sleepy
[intro: mg sleepy]
alright, yep
dumpin’ grams, i be done broke my whole scale
this freak b~tch done threw that ass back, i split her down the— alright
i’ma come on here like this
yep, yep
[verse 1: mg sleepy]
dumpin’ grams, i be done broke my whole scale
this freak b~tch done threw that ass back, i split her down the middle
yep
i catch an opp head, i’m shootin’ off the dribble
fap, fap, i’m tryna take a soul and send him to the kennel
dumb b~tch done took a honey pack and now she tryna feel it
i’m finna break this b~tch back and hit her with a pistol
tweaked out then poured a four of wock’, it’s f~ckin’ with my liver
stack racks to go and spend it all ’cause that’s the way i’m livin’
b~tch p~ssed, she hate her baby dad ’cause he don’t get no chicken
high~speed, runnin’ from cop cars, the tesla got to spinnin’
bro’s ass caught that one sh~t from f~ckin’ with these b~tches
f~ck that, your b~tch a baldhead and she ain’t got no inches
alright, b~tch bald head ain’t got more hair than me
i took diors off and switched kicks off and threw on double g’s
b~tch, and f~ck the dead opps, it’s r.i.p. the g
just took a n~gga glock and switched mags, attached it with the beam
i done kicked my b~tch out, she packin’ up to leave
bro’s ass keep f~ckin’ up my lungs, he keep smackin’ out the leaf
b~tch mad, ain’t feed her hungry ass, she smackin’ on her t~~th
this dumb b~tch keep talkin’ out her ass, gon’ smack her in her t~~th
yep
freak b~tch done got to grabbin’ on my jeans
turn around and blow her back out, i’m sn~tchin’ out her weave
alright, was in new york, they had me feelin’ like tyreke
i spent four hundred on my pants, thirteen hundred on the sneaks
[verse 2: roadrunner tb]
ayy
i get a hundred pounds and get ’em gone with ease
n~ggas dead broke, thank god, wouldn’t even bless ’em if they sneeze (alright)
don’t want much, i’m tryna get the head and leave
she a freak, we on the phone, she tryna eat me through the screen (alright)
lyin’ on your dead man and scream “r.i.p”
these n~ggas rat, get caught up in a jam and turn r&b
i f~cked once, thought sh~t good, but the head elite
fanned out, the lil’ b~tch takin’ fl!cks only when i’m sleep
freak b~tch done took a honey pack and swept me off my feet
brodie f~ckin’ on his opp sister, this sh~t get deep
ain’t never gave the b~tch sh~t, now she think i’m cheap
ain’t even gotta hide no fire, this b~tch gon’ beep
your sh~t slow then call me, i get your trap jumpin’
same n~ggas flexin’ them lil’ racks, them ones ain’t got nothin’
me and sleepy on a song’ll make you clap somethin’
my brother just came home, already ’bout dumpin’
my b~tch hair long, she got more hair than me
i just got pack to the city, now i’m packin’ up to leave (alright)
that ain’t your dog if he snake you’d for some cheese
how the f~ck is this your b~tch? she tryna eat me through my jeans
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