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*bonus* cake - gv honcho lyrics

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-richy-

[verse1 gv honcho]
yeah, yeah
stop showing me love b-tch
i just wanna f-ck yea
stop showing love, stop showing me love
aye sippin on mud need a purple heart cause the purp in my cup (sippin that lean)
if you smoking mid, put it on bro you can’t hit on my blunt
put it on gang, told her she pop this molly her heart rate gon jump
finna pull up you know i got the big on big stick in the front
hit from the back, you know me and yo b-tch we be f-ckin for fun
diamonds attracting me, the ones that gon glist in the sun
stop calling my phone i told that lil b-tch to go chase that bank
stop calling my phone i told that lil b-tch to go chase that bank
yea, rockin vlone while i’m pouring this wockhardt all inside my drank
ooo i just pulled up at the crib, told her leave me alone let me count my cake

[hook gv honcho]
aye
grab that k, let a n-gg- know i don’t play bout my cake
aye
grab that k, let a n-gg- know i don’t play bout my cake
aye
grab that k, let a n-gg- know i don’t play bout my cake
aye
grab that k, let a n-gg- know i don’t play bout my cake

[verse2 billy]
n-gg- already know that i don’t really play bout my cake aye
n-gg- me and honcho n-gg- we aiming at yo face aye
smoking these gas blunts and this sh-t from the bay aye
i just seen yo b-tch and she tryna tell me hey aye
boy you know you f-ggot lil boy yo b-tch -ss g-y aye
-?- that pistol gon delay
i don’t give a f-ck about what you say
me and my n-gg- come where you stay
n-gg- we make that sh-t decay
n-gg- im talkin bout yo face
-?-
n-gg- you know you ain’t gettin no chips
come in this bit with my gang
and you know that we got that sip
n-gg- i’m talkin bout double cup
talkin dat sh-t we gon shoot yo sh-t up
n-gg- you know that you a lil pup
n-gg- sit down you ain’t getting no bucks

[verse3 mkboutbenji$]
ballin so hard cause i came up from nothing
that n-gg- mad, he see me stuntin
i want the foreign whip with the b-tton
that n-gg- trap stankin it smell like some onions
get the pack for the low
mkboutbenji$ i used to finesse at the sto’
who the best? you should know
crawford boys got this sh-t locked n you not even close
city man, but they hate from afar
my n-gg-s not snitchin they takin the charge
i feel like ? my brother a star
when avo started rappin i knew he was hard
wait who finna start
i remember first i need me some gars
playing that hoe like guitar
feel like a charger vroom
i got out a dodge yea
i got out a dodge

outro
i can not love no b-tch, f-ck these hoes man (we ain’t showing no love)
its mkboutbenjis

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