Scope Freestyle
(Danny, Whats The Matter With You?)
Young Honcho, Young Honcho
Honcho, Young Honcho GV Honcho Young Honcho man
Chea yea, yeah
Kiss on her lips down to her naval uh already knew that i'd be stable uh
(Young Honcho man GV Honcho Young Honcho man)
I got some dreams got some goals, I know I'm able to do what I want (Brldd)
Uh chea, uh chea, uh
I done came up, now my diamond they be hittin' like a rainbow yeah
They shine like the sun
It's written, it's written ima chosen one chea
Is that why I got it so hard
Roll this cookie in paper, not gars
Baby you're healing my broken heart
This drank in my cup is thicker than some mud
I had came up, I was just stuck in mud
Pussy got no flavor, it just taste good
Kiss on her lips all the way to her naval
Beat on her shit til she sticky like maple
Love you forever, I know that I'm able
Sippin' on lean think I need me a cane
I stopped poppin' pills I got numb to the pain
You ain't stay down now you tryna come up off of fame
You just want some clout, you just wanna fuck em off my name
When my nigga died I swear that nothing was the same
Diamonds on my earrings, I got diamonds on my chains
I had did the dash from a cop car in a Audi R8
I done came up and now all my cars skate
If I put it in three that mean I'm bout to skate
Him and her dracos for me and my bae
I got gloves in my pocket, so I won't be traced
I am not on a plane, but been flying all day
I feel like a pilot, I'm high like always
I feel like the mushrooms improving my brain
Can't complain about shit ima see better days
Uh, Giusseppe Zanotti when I step
Uh, I know you smell the gas bag on my breath
Uh, and ima keep a TEC just like a ref
Uh, that's a stupid question I can't hear I'm deaf
Uh, big ass diamonds on my earrings make me deaf uh
Pull that nine out, ima shoot it with my left
Uh, told her "slob all on my knob until you strep"
Uh, baby baby, ima love you to the death
Uh, Good Vibes Worldwide ima bang it to the death
Stay a few steps ahead, I'm out here playing chess
I believe in this shit, its in blood on my chest
I'm cleansing my soul tryna give her my best
And this off the dome I ain't een at my best
It's so hot in the yo, I ain't een cracked a sweat
Show gratitude I am forever blessed
Been doing this shit Ima motherfucking vet
I'm riding on chrome with my chain on my neck
The old school on fours, the old school on fours
I just seent a opp, I'm swanging the door
Lil bro on the block he still slanging that pole
Smoke him down to the waist just like he a Newport
Bout to miss my damn flight sippin' lean at the port
Diamonds all white like the motherfucking pope
Just reuped on blow and it look like the pope
These niggas is evil, they kin to the pope
See through the illusion I didn't need a scope
See through the bullshit and I didn't need a scope
My toothpaste fluoride-free ain't using the Scope
I'm sippin' on purple Wockhardt just to cope
The shit I say cold you gone need you a coat
I float on these beats just like I was a boat
I spoke to her brain and got her pussy soaked
Put it on me she gone turn to a Jones
Its in my name, you can't fuck up my blood
All of these hoes wanna come meet the Jones
You ain't stay down when shit was what it was
Young Honcho, Young Honcho
Honcho, Young Honcho GV Honcho Young Honcho man
Chea yea, yeah
Kiss on her lips down to her naval uh already knew that i'd be stable uh
(Young Honcho man GV Honcho Young Honcho man)
I got some dreams got some goals, I know I'm able to do what I want (Brldd)
Uh chea, uh chea, uh
I done came up, now my diamond they be hittin' like a rainbow yeah
They shine like the sun
It's written, it's written ima chosen one chea
Is that why I got it so hard
Roll this cookie in paper, not gars
Baby you're healing my broken heart
This drank in my cup is thicker than some mud
I had came up, I was just stuck in mud
Pussy got no flavor, it just taste good
Kiss on her lips all the way to her naval
Beat on her shit til she sticky like maple
Love you forever, I know that I'm able
Sippin' on lean think I need me a cane
I stopped poppin' pills I got numb to the pain
You ain't stay down now you tryna come up off of fame
You just want some clout, you just wanna fuck em off my name
When my nigga died I swear that nothing was the same
Diamonds on my earrings, I got diamonds on my chains
I had did the dash from a cop car in a Audi R8
I done came up and now all my cars skate
If I put it in three that mean I'm bout to skate
Him and her dracos for me and my bae
I got gloves in my pocket, so I won't be traced
I am not on a plane, but been flying all day
I feel like a pilot, I'm high like always
I feel like the mushrooms improving my brain
Can't complain about shit ima see better days
Uh, Giusseppe Zanotti when I step
Uh, I know you smell the gas bag on my breath
Uh, and ima keep a TEC just like a ref
Uh, that's a stupid question I can't hear I'm deaf
Uh, big ass diamonds on my earrings make me deaf uh
Pull that nine out, ima shoot it with my left
Uh, told her "slob all on my knob until you strep"
Uh, baby baby, ima love you to the death
Uh, Good Vibes Worldwide ima bang it to the death
Stay a few steps ahead, I'm out here playing chess
I believe in this shit, its in blood on my chest
I'm cleansing my soul tryna give her my best
And this off the dome I ain't een at my best
It's so hot in the yo, I ain't een cracked a sweat
Show gratitude I am forever blessed
Been doing this shit Ima motherfucking vet
I'm riding on chrome with my chain on my neck
The old school on fours, the old school on fours
I just seent a opp, I'm swanging the door
Lil bro on the block he still slanging that pole
Smoke him down to the waist just like he a Newport
Bout to miss my damn flight sippin' lean at the port
Diamonds all white like the motherfucking pope
Just reuped on blow and it look like the pope
These niggas is evil, they kin to the pope
See through the illusion I didn't need a scope
See through the bullshit and I didn't need a scope
My toothpaste fluoride-free ain't using the Scope
I'm sippin' on purple Wockhardt just to cope
The shit I say cold you gone need you a coat
I float on these beats just like I was a boat
I spoke to her brain and got her pussy soaked
Put it on me she gone turn to a Jones
Its in my name, you can't fuck up my blood
All of these hoes wanna come meet the Jones
You ain't stay down when shit was what it was
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Writer(s): Anfernee Jones
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