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gv honcho – one way lyrics

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[intro]

uh, look in my cup tell the lean gotta put you down

-produced by kaine n—a-

(lean, lean)

uh, look in my cup tell the juice gotta put you down

(juice, juice)

[hook]

look in my cup tell the lean gotta put you down

look in my cup tell the juice gotta put you down

rockstar lifestyle, screaming rip juice now

no ralph tresvant, smoke a j and it cool me down (cool me down)

i see the truth with my eyes, who you fooling now

i look at you in your eyes, see the devil in it

pray to my god, protect me cause they want me now

i got dropped off at the lot, now i’m whipping out (skrrrrr)

she told me to whip it out (skrrrrr)

i whipped out and put the d–k in her mouth (skrrrrr)

told her when i nut then i’m kicking out

cause just by that now i know that you with me for clout (i see through you)

i’m in the projects, recorded on the south

when i go up, i ain’t coming back down

get my d–k hard, it ain’t coming back down

you roll a gram for a day and i’m smoking on pounds -produced by kaine n—a-

[verse]

she in the p-ssenger seat, told her pull her pants down

i’m in a vette, all black, pull up air that b—h out (all black)

no street lights, can’t see me pulling up

i poured up a deuce and i’m staring at the cup

look at my reflection when i’m staring in the cup (lean, lean)

you don’t really love me you just really tryna f–k (tryna dreeze)

all the real women dead so i really can not cuff (on meee)

200 on dash, so i speed to the bucks (cheeeese)

i give thanks to god, no this sh-t wasn’t luck

i’m protecting my flesh, i got the 19 tucked (glockyy)

i got percocets on me, they going for 10 (perkyy)

i heard his -ss talking, so i’m spinning again

n—-s talking too much, you can’t hit l!cks with friends

solo-dolo, do the s–t by myself

i’m praying for growth and i’m praying for health

60 nights in the yo, i’m just working for wealth

goyard on the belt, goyard on the belt

take that s–t off

whoop a b—h a–

flew that b—h out, she flying first cl-ss

s–t feeling weird, she calling me dad

send my n—a on l!cks, he completed the task

finna put ice on my wrist, and ice on my dad

i put my seatbelt on when i ride in a cat (h-llcat)

she sucking d–k good, need a pat on the back (pat on her back)

patek, wet, splash

the way she throwing a–, have a asthma attack

the way she throwing a– she a quarter back

crying -ss n-gga need similac

f–k school and government, can’t consider that

suck us dry, peppermint, put us in a grave

n—a start your own wave, so they can not hate

they gotta respect, but it come with the hate anyway

just throw that sh-t in they face

n—a you started this sh-t from the mud

you gotta do whatever it takes

tell em you can not do this without faith

“you can not do this without faith”

told her come over and don’t leave your face (b-tch)

you can’t suck d–k without face

-produced by kaine n—a-

[hook]

look in my cup tell the lean gotta put you down

look in my cup tell the juice gotta put you down

rockstar lifestyle, screaming rip juice now

no ralph tresvant, smoke a j and it cool me down (cool it down)

i see the truth with my eyes, who you fooling now

i look at you in your eyes, see the devil in it

pray to my god, protect me cause they want me now

i got dropped off at the lot, now i’m whipping out (skrrrrr)

she told me to whip it out

i whipped out and put the d–k in her mouth

told her when i nut then i’m kicking out

cause just by that now i know that you with me for clout (i see through you)

i’m in the projects, recorded on the south

when i go up, i ain’t coming back down

get my d–k hard, it ain’t coming back down

you roll a gram for a day and i’m smoking on pounds

[outro]

you can’t break me

this glock off safety

that guap won’t change me

can’t trust no lady

just f—-d a b—h and her name was mercedez

told my next b—h, “do not tell me your name please”

kaine on the beat, n—a stay going brazy

and these n—-s talking s–t but that s–t do not phase me

take my belt off whip yo ahh like a baby

(take my belt off whip yo ahh like baby

take yo head off [?]

take my belt off whip yo ahh like a baby)

(ion een got…

i ain’t got nun to say man..

these n—-s lame, these n—-s weird)

- gv honcho lyrics

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