Bruce Leo - Honey Jack lyrics

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Bruce Leo - Honey Jack lyrics

[Verse 1: Bruce Leo] Popping all this Adderall, like I'm taking SAT's Maybe not an animal, but you know I been a beast Honey Jack and black coffee, that's a f**ing recipe Get another slump, straight to bump this sh** heavily Said I'm popping MG's like Magnesium Most popping MC east of Mississippi, bruh I'm spitting so cold y'all rolled the windows up Whip the stick shift, side with me, mobbing in the cut Gas up, premium -- higher than helium Speaking through this medium, like the size my t-shirt is Grinding like my teeth hurting, I am Midas [?] But I also keep it lit, like we got the kief burning [?] Flow going Harry Potter, what you're hearing: magical When I'm spitting like this, I feel like I'm infallible Speaking off rum that just hit you with the clavicle Factual statement, blatant, casual f** a fat b**h, get the bread, yo, I'm pa**ing rolls But I prefer a tiny hoe over big b**hes Two genie girls get me six wishes Say I'm with the sh**s, but I been with it Say I'm with the sh**s, but I been with it Say I'm with the sh**s, but I been with it You're sweeter than a Honey Jack [Verse 2: Thor] Parking meter blunt, Ima put a quarter in it who*es like "Thor can get it," legs spread like abortion clinics There's more to witness, do d** until the floor is missing When in short a [?], I'm cooking, you can't afford a kitchen I've been doing d** nonstop since like 8 o'clock b**h it's always time to eat, like I ate a clock Or I ate a watch, I'm digesting what I see I'm always near a joint like the part of my thigh above my knee My punchlines when I bump lines is frightening God of thunder, when I puff clouds, i start enlightening Did you get it, if you didn't then forget it Man I get your b**h the wettest when I bust like Jerome Bettis And you know tomato lettuce on the burger that's a must, like Rolling with a dutch, if you don't, you really s**, bruh I hold up racks like a pushup bra Kush so strong, it do push-ups, brah When I'm a national you're nowhere near my pitch level Eyes red like I seen the devil, I got Too many hoes that want the time but I don't need a schedule Borrow your b**h, and do work like a teacher's pencil This sh** is deep, my toilet below sea level In the cut, hard to trace, sorta like a deep stencil A tea kettle ain't even as hot as me let alone 18 medals Give me that I'm Michael Phelps in that p**y Had to pause cause I was coughing Times like this I often wish that I was off lean She s**ing on my offspring, my flow, then the lacrosse team I'm flyer than a hawk's wing, I dare y'all to pause me Her p**y sweeter than a Honey Jack Mix the Xan with the Honey Jack f** that stripper, I want my money back It's all good, I spit dummy rack Honey Jack Honey Jack Honey Jack f** that stripper I want my money back

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