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honey cocaine - shots fired lyrics

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young flow,
i’m the realest killer
all i see is fake sh-t
i ain’t feeling it
the law talking
i ain’t hearing it
i be wishing a b-tch would
i ain’t feeling sh-t
this whole’s weak and
i feel like sh-t
and i ain’t f-cking with you hoes
it’s what made me rich
b-tch, look, i hate to creep
so i hustle like a beast
’cause i’m made for this
get the money,
let’s not favor it
it’s all cocaine white
and i payed for it
my gang’s easy
i’mma stay for real
i went to walk
all you motherf-ckers
crave for it
check it

i came to eat out the cake
i’m hungry in this place
and b-tches looking like bait
i get it in
’cause i’m born to grind
the very f-cking country
i’ve been torn from time

anybody hating, you can suck d-ck!
i don’t f-ck with n-gg-rs i don’t f-ck with!
money the only thing i’m in love with
i’m just getting bigger and i love it
asking for favors, but ca’t afford me!
tell the people the truth, don’t change the story
and after all the drama i’m still not tired
but i ain’t playing no games, b-tch, shots fired!

[chorus]

i don’t f-ck with n-gg-rs i don’t f-ck with!
shots fired!
anybody hating, you can suck d-ck!
shots fired!

i spit them hoes before i used to ride with
staying b-tches that young and used to get high with
to all the hoes in the rap game and whack game
the same b-tches with small minds and rock fame
selling your p-ssy, you set a low bar
shame on us females who f-cking go hard
a generation got no stars
only see me and t0 lane so far
if you mad, b-tch, then step it up
if you mad, b-tch, and sad, b-tch, you set that up!
them haters hating but my head is up
just watch what i do, ’cause i said enough!
i be flowing, spitting, they f-cking know
’cause these hoes are stripping and i’m f-cking cold
i ain’t the greatest, but i’ll f-cking grow
don’t doubt me, without me is no f-cking show

to all the new people trying to fly in
to get a seat with us, there ain’t no buy in’s
you trying to eat with us, you must be walling,
watch how you treating us, we get to fire them
i got b-tches on stand by who ride in
it’s guaranteed, my b-tches will get violent
and after all the drama i’m still not tired
but i ain’t playing no games, b-tch, shots fired!



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