HONDAS Lyrics

We boutta get in a groove

1 in the front, 2 in the back

Hop out, walk up, shoot

I don't need no one to say they know me

Nigga I act brand new

And energy changed in this bitch

Like a Glock on my hip

Since I walked in the room

I'm from a city where niggas would rather be broke and beefing with you

Niggas said they ain't forget that bread like bitch who the fuck is you?

Don't know these niggas

Real ass shit, Don't owe nobody

Nina a thot she blow somebody

Fuck with us

We smoke somebody

I seen this shit in my head

Niggas ain't tired of sending me threats?

Acting like we won't be dead

I seen a couple let go of they breath

3011 when everyone buried these niggas gon bump what I said

I'm from America, Donald Trump President & Sheff G in my Benz

You told ya bitch to block me she got the nerve to say im her friend

Treating a bitch like a Queen

Put my bank account on Red

Ima go fuck on her friend if she play and leave me on read

No I ain't chasing a bitch

I'm up in chase with money instead

He tough in my DM

Real life Now that nigga dead

He tried to walk up, scorch his block

His top got hollowed with lead

Thick bitch all on my line

grabbing my arm, acting like a leg

Blew out her back in the car

Ignore her messages now she beg

Fuck police

All my guys OGs

We came up in Hondas

Got more Gs

Now I dress Ode

I gotta splurge on Momma

Fuck up breesh

I gotta get this shit

Like, period, comma

No I can't sleep

I'm trynna get up and tweak

Shoot up shit in Pajamas

Fuck police

All my guys OGs

We came up in Hondas

Got more Gs

Now I dress Ode

I gotta splurge on Momma

Fuck up breesh

I gotta get this shit

Like, period, comma

No I can't sleep

I'm trynna get up and tweak

Shoot up shit in Pajamas