Honey Cocaine - Bullet 4 U lyrics

What the f*cking you're thinking my n***a F*cking with my team, what is you drinking my n***a? Rapping turano, 'cause we've been winning my n***a Coca is the sh**, hey DJ spint it my n***a, If you ain't really bout it, save a G time, p**y a** hoes,get the piece sign,where the f*ck your money homie keep lying,cause I'll be fom the roads where they keep dying Honey is the laser to breathe Put up my gla**er the streets until the last of the queens, Nowadays it ain't a choice, homie you're trapped or you drink, So I'd stay with the murky in the back of my jeans. Hook: Uh, I heard the haters whilling and trying to fake me Somebody tell me Coca Cola crazy. I heard the haters whilling and trying to fake me Somebody tell me Coca Cola crazy. Uh, I got a bullet 4 u hoes, I got a bullet 4 u hoes, b**h, sponsored links I got a bullet 4 u hoes, I got a bullet 4 u hoes, uh. Who tryin to leave a f*cking hoe, you're tryin to leave the f*cking hoes, b**h, I got a bullet 4 u hoe, I got a bullet 4 u hoes Ta ta ta ta. Do it for music b**h I salute to the game, Always bout rapping but I ain't used to the fame, Rather layin long, get to moving to green, Buy me a studio when I honey go chains, Mother*ck them hoes, they ain't build for the sh** You got a couple fans now you're milking that sh**, Spending all your money b**h ..for a b**h, You realize a thousand hoes are k** for my sh**, So I'm f*cking go to work like I should my dog, A hell of a performer b**h you would applaud, talking sh** b**h you might get the hood and boat, cruising with my Asians that ain't good for you