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tana - jus bein honest lyrics

[chorus]
audmar wrist, i’m in atlanta ballin’
i f+ck her while she stand up, i leave her nauseous
f+ck a watch, i bought a crib so i can lock in
and i ain’t f+ckin’ with the b+tch, just bein’ honest
i got chickens in, i gotta’ zip ’em up
i’m f+ckin them two best friends, and makin a movie like cinema
“fah” we just shot ya mans down, you gotta’ get ’em up
i don’t f+ck with handouts, i gotta’ get that sh+t my self (sh+t my self yeah)

[verse]
huh, ice on wrist (ice on wrist)
okay, iced out b+tch (iced out wrist)
how did i run through a zip?
i don’t even know what it is
i don’t even know what i did (yeah, yeah)
prada bag on my b+tch, just cause’ she pretty as sh+t (yeah, yeah)
i’m havin’ shows for real, (shows)
young n+ggas gettin’ fame
i was just servin’ the base, it was just me there and chase
you smokin’ that sh+t but it lazy, make a b+tch get the f+ck out my face
and we blow the whole pound down, don’t come around with an eighth (nah)

[chorus]
i got chickens in, i gotta’ zip ’em up
i’m f+ckin them two best friends, and makin a movie like cinema
“fah” we just shot ya mans down, you gotta’ get ’em up
i don’t f+ck with handouts, i gotta’ get that sh+t my self
all on my wrist i’m in atlanta ballin’
i f+ck her while she stand up, i leave her nauseous
f+ck a watch, i bought a crib so i can lock in
and i ain’t f+ckin’ with the b+tch, just bein’ honest
(nah, nah, nah)

- tana lyrics

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