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All right, turn my headphones up This a honey bun On foenem grave All that talking, he dead, I come knock the block off Keep talking out his top, I'll grab the Glock and get him knocked off Drop that money on lil' buddy head, I want the top dawg I don't rap beef, run to the streets instead, the opps won't pop off Headshot, we blow they block down She got her ass up, I got my Glock out She said she like when I get violent Asking if I'm tryna get top down Keep touching on my body like that Bitch, you gon' get knocked down Word up like what the word was? We spin they block and they like, "Murders, bloody murder" Wе don't shoot out cars, we aim for top, I'm tryna shirt somethin' I'm rolling OG, I smoke еxotic opps, let's burn one, uh, uh Big bankroll, [?] in my pocket Glock hanging out my clothes, wipe that nigga nose [?] that big bitch, I'm tryna stretch some, uh, huh Big bro spin the bin, it ain't no one-on-ones This a honey bun, this a honey bun-bun Letras de cancionesHunnid underneath my gun, this a hunnid drum-drum Lil' folksnem go dumb, busting off this Perc' I beat that bitch, ain't hit my tongue One wrong move, I'm gon' up Headshot, we blow they block down She got her ass up, I got my Glock out She said she like when I get violent Asking if I'm tryna get top down Keep touching on my body like that Bitch, you gon' get knocked down Headshot, we blow they block down She got her ass up, I got my Glock out She said she like when I get violent Asking if I'm tryna get top down Keep touching on my body like that Bitch, you gon' get knocked down Word up like what the word was? We spin they block and they like, "Murders, bloody murder" I don't do no boxing, up that Glock, I'm tryna burn some I don't talk to opps, I'm just gon' spark when his [?] come, uh, uh This a honey bun, this a honey bun-bun Reach for my [?], that [?] must don't love his mom Walk around with that, uh, walk around with that, uh, uh Booted up off three X's like, "Who would I text when I go dumb?" Headshot, we blow they block down She got her ass up, I got my Glock out She said she like when I get violent Asking if I'm tryna get top down Keep touching on my body like that Bitch, you gon' get knocked down Headshot, we blow they block down She got her ass up, I got my Glock out She said she like when I get violent Asking if I'm tryna get top down Keep touching on my body like that Bitch, you gon' get knocked down Word up Spin they block and they like, "Murders, bloody murder" I'm tryna shirt some Honey bun From Letras Mania