honcho mar - battlefield lyrics
[hook: xanman]
ouu, i started off with a dollar bill
wanted to pimp like i’m copperfield
young n-gga just had to pop a seal
i got the draco, it’s stainless steel
use your daughter for a human shield
we getting bags in the vacuum seal
young n-gga stay in the battlefield
i got more choppers than battlefield
[verse 1: xanman]
i told him i don’t want a record deal
i’m just tryna want to trap ‘till i stack a mil
these bullets might go through your windshield
and i keep a .40 that’s on my hip
glock .40 doing windmill
f-ck around get your kid k!lled
choppa qp like i’m k!ll bill
gas and a match, you ain’t fort dale
ouu, i’m all about you
might pull up on a too
that other man don’t do
i’m on the block and i got me extensions
hold the chopper like a king, i’m not pimpin’
glock 4 0 (?)
he want a pint, then you know i remix it
i want a qp then ima call baby ahk
this a xd, better put down that baby glock
shots on a ‘4 5 look like tater tots
i heard he serving babies, he gets his cradle rocked
where that lil n-gga fake trappin’, i’m hating yeah
i got a (?)
(?)
i’m off a bar and i’m seeing da vinci’s
i put the zip in the audi in a car garage
robbed a lil f-ck n-gga, keep pocket watch
i got a .40 that look like a
smoke a n-gga with a (?)
[hook: xanman]
i started off with a dollar bill
wanted to pimp like i’m copperfield
young n-gga just had to pop a seal
i got the draco, it’s stainless steel
use your daughter for a human shield
we getting bags in the vacuum seal
young n-gga stay in the battlefield
i got more choppers than battlefield
[verse 2: honcho mar]
got d-ck in her jaws
she wet through her draws, it’s feeling like niagra falls
she sucking my d-ck, then slurp on my b-lls
then i gave that lil b-tch a halls
remember times in the hall?
we said that we was gon ball
i seen the f-ck sh-t from afar
be d-mned for i get on my knees
judge asked me “how do you plead”, “your honor, not guilty”
n-gga i’m a different breed
how the f-ck you can’t see?
y’all n-ggas still ain’t break me, i honor the codes of the street
givenchy my collar and gucci my waist
i’m on the same sh-t, different day
f-ck n-gga cross me, he gon pay
mac 10, pump shot, we gon spray
it’s nice out, it’s sat-rday
the cut the lights on the audi r8
better tell them kids to get the f-ck out the way
they say pimpin’ ain’t easy, ain’t doing it right
mixing the wockhardt with the sprite and the ice
i’m ‘bout to have a good night
drugs in my system, i’m losing my sight
my bro in the trap, yeah price is right
i don’t mean betty when i’m talking white
i’m talking sh-t that my migo supply
[hook: xanman, honcho mar ]
ouu, i started off with a dollar bill
wanted to pimp like i’m copperfield ( hey xan )
young n-gga just had to pop a seal ( hey xan )
i got the draco, it’s stainless steel
use your daughter for a human shield
we getting bags in the vacuum seal
young n-gga stay in the battlefield
i got more choppers than battlefield
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