Lyrics:
tryna flip the page
I stay up in my lane, I only merge if it's for some pape
Touch a honey bun a hunnid K, I'ma divide that cake
I've been feeling like
Ex-bitch think she leveled up, slapped her with a hun
My new bitch prettier than you and she got more buns
Untouched, mean as the fuck, you'd think her ass
acting like he swung
Come after my young, put a bullet in your lung
She gon' cock my gun but she ain't never gave you none
Put it in a bun and sucky sucky
got green like a vegan but watch I pull up with them honey buns
I been working on my income
You ain't got it go and get some
Cash came in off the credit
caught slipping, don't run, go, come
Confused, so dumb, post bun, throw something dope on
This busy, take a break i'll go to sin city, run a whole lotta
and I'm bout to bun flows
Dango owe no
Another brother whose bout to get do doe
Another brother who has to let go
Of the piece of the pie because I say so
an attitude
Cause she just wanna link
Aint givin up the buns
That aint what's givin stink
Givin' hella lit boots
With the hoes wit the freaks
Givin body
Body
to take me home
Rather in your sheets than
End up sleeping all alone
Especially on the weekends
Get the buns right after beefing
Now you cheesing
I'm
see me chase another naava bitch
Yeah they come to me
Run to me, bum bum, give they buns to me
That’s how they want me to demonstrate my expertise
Like
Pussy nigga tried to run
Bro can run 2 miles with no effort
Hawking niggas down his fun
I know she nasty when she
Got hair tied up in bun
Told Cam to give
about sweet as some honey buns
They tellin' me I need November jams
I'm tryna tell y 'all got November funk
She be tryna be mine, the only one
Why would I
than twice
25 + 25
Thats half a hunny bun
If u see me without a knife or gun
You better smoke me for yo loved ones
Cause when its said and done
You'll
I take a pill with my lunch, I take a pill with my dinner at minimum one
I eat a cinnamon bun, I need some women with booty who slim at the tum
Under
po fol ti (pse po fol ti)
Yeah pse po fol ti (mhm)
I'm with brodie my big homie play with him and you get bun
I'm a chosen one and not the type to say
and the bun the ting
Oouu
life that i'm seeing
Couple friends that I had, now they're gone
Fake friends that I had, what you on?
You a bitch, don't try me, i'll bun
I'm chasing
I'm trying to help you make amends
You got the buns, so I got the sausage then
So you might as well just let me in
I swear that I'm not trying to leave
I'm fucking then doubled up
I pour water in my double cup
You bitches be softer then honey buns
Just bought a new heater I love new guns
I did this
down there and bust my load
Then I jump in my whip and quickly ghost
Man don't care about gun chat bun that
Flying kick you like a mortal kombat
Bro
from the moment I saw you was on it the way that you owned it
I wanted me some of them Honey Buns uhh
You get slick with it
Standing on your toes then
coming
Seen a Nigga from a far and they running
Paid a fee just to bring my gun
Dark nigga but I like when I'm sunning
He want beef hand me the bun den
a gun tucked, boy I keep two sticks like I stay with nun-chucks
This bitch love struck, tell her put her buns up
They be capping when they rapping they
I'll turn a bun into a dozen
I can take a hundred out and fuck it like it's nothing
I just did a hundred, now the cops coming, I'm running
This gifted
War cgo Done Before Dem Start It
cll Said & Done
So Who Di Cap Fit
Fi wear it
Road we bun up and tear it
Hot Gal clone Nah Share It
Keep Di Chrome
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