Hondas.

No cars only bikes
No cars only bikes
No cars only bikes
No cars only bikes
We don't drill but the tool's out
Fill up and put your phones down
Told my homie bring that molly
I got a thot
I'm trynna work
That bitch is being too loud
I don't wanna fuck
You can have her
Just don't act up
Body count seven he playin catchup (Yeah Yeah)
Music money ain't enough still trapping religiously
They call me the plug I'm serving shit up just tell me what you need (Aye watchu' need)
I ain't no thug I'm working my way up sick of serving fiends
Hear those bells they from a church just what the sermon needs (ahahaha)

We be Honda skirting (yeah yeah)
We be Honda skirting (yeah)
We be Honda skirting (Whoo)
We be Honda skirting (yeah)
We be Honda skirting (yeah)
We be Honda skirting (yeah)
We be Honda skirting
Hidden places for booze and perkies (Whoo)

Got my girl a watch came straight from Switzerland
Crew loyal and independent we don't rep no colored threads
If police knocks on the door that's a death sentence
Serving up ice the mandems call that crystal meth
Bryan Cranston shawty I grant sons (Whoo)
But I don't want no grandson
Raisin hell you cant fathom
Stabbing hearts, for no reason jabbed 'em
Shoutout Cench shout out Smoke
Put my girl in VIP I put you on the floor

We be Honda skirting (yeah yeah)
We be Honda skirting (yeah)
We be Honda skirting (Whoo)
We be Honda skirting (yeah)
We be Honda skirting (yeah)
We be Honda skirting (yeah)
We be Honda skirting
Hidden places for booze and perkies (Whoo)

Yeah shoutout C
Shoutout Brown Boy Nav
Yeah Shoutout to all my homies
I'm gone



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Writer(s): Abdullah Anjum
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