In Your Honor Lyrics

If it ain't broke don't fix it, know you know the saying

Heard your gun jammed, you need to go & fix it cause you shooting blanks

Lindsay Lohan, I'm selling white girl to make the fiends sang

I need no hand, I got it on my own with help on the way

Nigga, put that scale down I know how much it weigh

Know they mad they man's a sale out, he sold on the gang

I think he work with 12 now, because he asking for a whole thang

My nigga Rod just bailed out, but fuck it I think he gone beat the case

Why you skipping to assumptions, like I ain't the one to eat your face

Greed mixed with money, that's when niggas pop out as a snake

I just fucked a op bitch, that means I piped down a snake

If money ain't the topic, then there is not a lot to say

Bitch you know I'm top pick, I'm number 1 on draft day

Add the P's to the shop list, bet this a go that a way

If you coping better shop quick, we get them gone andele

And we gone throw a mosh pit, if I don't get the right pay

We got Blicky's on the market, put them on display

He ain't even trying to hit his target, he don't shoot to aim

We gone really take this shit the farthest, cause it ain't a game

Keep my phone charging, cause you never know when it's gone rang

Here, take that, tell me how it taste

Call my slime cause my spider got my back, and I ain't amazed

Think he got 1 up, we run it back, make him feel ashamed

Slide through, fuck up his habitat, nigga where he stay

My little bitch don't keep a strap, but she keep mace

Wondering if we're going to stay attached if I buy Mary Kay

Wondering why niggas like to chat, but still be in my face

Wondering how I'm gone get this cash in every different way