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slymeboyzcult - honestly lyrics

(hook: aegis n-ble)

she says she fond of me
weed in a fronto leaf
fronting like you got the piece
shawty wouldn’t wanna eat
treat it like groceries
honestly
my b-tch don’t wanna sleep
shawty up on the d
cheating too much, i think she on to me
my ex girl calling me (x2)

(verse 1: skeep)
i got a new b-tch, i got a bruised wrist
i’m with the trip six, she got a crucifix
going in hard like james (james)
b-tch, say my godd-mn name (name)
b-tch, oh my god, don’t play
had to leave before i came
p-ssy boy tucking in ya chain
fronting like a crip, so lame
yeah, keep talking that gang
but you ain’t really bout that bang
all you jokers with the play pistols
stay claiming you done caught a case with em
stay strapped with a combat jack knife
just so i can look em in the eye when i’m facing em
don’t get high when i’m facing em
flow so hot it could fade denim
smoking on that solar power flower
hour after hour in the bas-m-nt
hit the flow, never hit the hoe
unless she want me to, thats a different sto’
solid d when i hit the co’
smoke screen, i just pick and roll
voodoo ranger, who do stranger sh-t than skeep and waste
and aegis, getting famous
plus my homie pete just beat the case
it’s outrageous, now the crowds raging
y’all, outdated
make way for the new wave before you get your clout taken

(hook 2)

(verse 2: wastemane)
iced tea with the ginseng
spike lee she gotta have it like this way
she gotta habit and she risque
right man for the job, get my clique paid
tarantino when she point in my direction
all white dress with the caramel complexion
there in h-ll, sitting with a list of my exes
looking for another one to add to my collection
yo baby, you look like my next bad choice
and i’m lookin like your next bad boy (w-ssup?)
michael bay in the bay for day
only hear me when i’m speaking in my least sad voice
lease that porsche, crash that whip
brought her to the laundry room and smashed that b-tch
got the whip towed, got a spliff rolled
got a get going, catch the t before we p-ss that sh-t
uh, in allston in boston, frosted
walking round the city that we lost in
get a dollar slice, see the dollar signs in my eyes
got a ticket then we tossed it
uh
see a little bit of l-st in her eyes
same color as the rust in the pipes
see a little bit of dust is her vice
anything to get her functioning right
that’s her head bobbin’ under the sheets
marked with the number of the beast
slumped in the streets
everybody knows if u good with your words
then you never have to run from police
back to the crib, backed with a flask and spliff
hit it from the back and i dipped
smashed then i p-ssed her the last of the spliff
then she hopped right back on my d-ck, yuh

(hook 3)

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