DanceHall Lyrics

Honcho man, GV Honcho man, Young Honcho man

Time gone tell

This shit get deep than a water well

My diamonds white they be hitting pale

My circle small you can't fit in there

It's hot outside just like we live in hell

Said you love me, and you said you swear

Shorty walk round my house with no underwear

Feel like the sky fell on top of me

My nigga a blood, he my arteries

I'm smokin' on gas, this that collard greens

Would you call on me, you said, "Probably"

Twenty four-seven, I'm working bitch, please don't you bother me

All these anomalies

What, All my ex bitches they follow me

I heard secret societies be watching me

I might fuck on her friend that's the dog in me

Walk round the world, do it

Walk round the world, do it unlawfully

Suck on me girl, baby gobble me

Pulled out the TrackHawk, it fucked up the street

My brand new AR, yeah it made him lean

Shot more clips than a whole movie scene

She got more brain than a student on dean's

I feel better when I sip the lean

She get wetter when she off the bean

Xanax acid is stuck in my teeth

She took my breath away, knowing damn well I can't breath

Yeah

She took my heart away, how the fuck I'm gonna live

Mm, yeah, yeah

All of them scales on your eyes, how the fuck you gone see, Yeah

Long live Malik, round this time I had watched that boy bleed, Chea

2016, Young Honcho was geeked on the pills, Aye

Come rock with me for the day, I can show you what's real, Aye

You ain't bring none to the table, go get your own meal, Aye

Yeah

I hit this bitch in my boots, yeah

I hit this bitch in my designer shoes, uh

We about to slide and he don't have a clue, uh

Fuck all the laws, I don't follow no rules, uh

The world in my hand, yeah I'm havin the juice

I can't cuff on that bitch 'cause I heard she a swoop

And inside my natural spring water dropped deuce

GV takeover, bitch how can I lose

New choker chain and its tight like a noose

Don't cut on the tv, I don't watch no news

Not living in fear, I'm geeked up in the pool

I threw a hundred dollar bill right out of the roof

Sucking me up oh-so good, she not using a tooth

I blew the top off the coupe, throwing hunneds out the roof

Walked out the sto' with bags, Young Honcho got the juice

Ooo, racks

Honcho got the juice

Pop a PT, Honcho havin juice

East Alabama, can't forget about the roots

This shit so easy, I feel like I'm Dr. Seuss

Cheah, Diamonds

Diamonds on my AP

Babygirl please don't you play me

I want you to have my (baby)

99 problems like Jay-Z

More money, more problems I'll solve 'em

Diamonds they hit off the AP

If you fuck with bro more, well then call him (Call that nigga man)