Correction Lyrics Honey Pack (Remix) by DDG

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The Lunch Crew Company
(J, this sh*t too crazy)
Y'ello

n***a ran off on the plug, is you stupid? (Uh-uh)
b*t*h, this a milkshake, not a smoothie (Hello)
Hit a n***a block with that chop, how you do it? (Y’ello)
b*t*h, we got your location, where you movin'? (Boom)
If she ain't f**kin’, put her on the block list (Uh)
You don't f**k on first night, girl, stop it (Uh)
I don't like good b*t*hes, they just not it (Oh no)
I only f**k with whores, I'm toxic (Y'ello)

Let me see the pu**y real quick, finger test, let me smell it
Balenciaga shirt and shoes but the jeans embellished
Ride with seven blickies in the car and all my n***as felons
I wanna f**k Karen Civil raw but I don't know how to tеll her
Left lick, came back with Boatboy and DDG
Frеsh-fresh wax, got the pu**y bald headed, like E-V-E
Just was sleeping on the floor now a young n***a on BET
Put Trump back in office, got my n***as rich off EDD (The Lunch Crew Company)
Huh, can you mind me up?
It's jokes in my rap, but on the low, n***as bodied up
Young-young-young crack baby, put me in a jar and rock me up
Rod Wave won't let me buy a feature, damn, am I hot enough? (Y’ello)

n***a ran off on the plug, is you stupid? (Uh-uh)
b*t*h, this a milkshake, not a smoothie (Hello)
Hit a n***a block with that chop, how you do it? (Y’ello)
b*t*h, we got your location, where you movin'? (Boom)
If she ain’t f**kin', put her on the block list (Uh)
You don't f**k on first night, girl, stop it (Uh)
I don't like good b*t*hes, they just not it (Oh no)
I only f**k with whores, I’m toxic (Y'ello)

I been giving out medium-sized rich d**k (Mm)
Only eat pu**y if the inside pink as Patrick (Yes)
Ridin' 'round the city, they treat bro just like the protagonist
I think that I was resurrected just like Lazarus (Damn)
Honey pack too bitter for me and it never work
Rather hit the bathroom 'fore I f**kin' pop eleven Percs
I f**ked an ugly b*t*h through the night, she asking me for merch
b*t*h, we don't give out souvenirs, this ain't how that work (Stupid-ass b*t*h)
I don't know how to flirt (Yeah)
I need several blank skirts from a blanked out nurse
Being broke or a b*t*h, I don't what's worse
Packman sent me sixty-thousand donuts to do this verse

n***a ran off on the plug, is you stupid? (Uh-uh)
b*t*h, this a milkshake, not a smoothie (Hello)
Hit a n***a block with that chop, how you do it? (Y'ello)
b*t*h, we got your location, where you movin'? (Boom)
If she ain't f**kin', put her on the block list (Uh)
You don't f**k on first night, girl, stop it (Uh)
I don't like good b*t*hes, they just not it (Oh no)
I only f**k with whores, I'm toxic (Y'ello)

I just bought a mop stick and a pocket rocket
Knock you out your socket, that's what all my opps get
I be rockin' Gucci, gettin' hella coochie
I just got a Uzi, put it in my Ksubis
Told that boy, "Don't play with me"
When I'm walkin' out the house, a hundred K on me
These ghetto b*t*hes give me mouth, they wanna lay on me
She wanna kick it for some weeks, I got a day on me
These b*t*hes suckin' on my meat
I ain't finna tell her when I'm 'bout to skeet
I'ma bust all in her mouth and then her teeth
I don't got time for dates, I told that b*t*h to Uber-Eat
I'm steppin' in L.A., I got designer on my feet
I'm a Yak Town seven-figure n***a
I'm never coming back down, only gettin' bigger
Lil' n***a, put the strap down, ya' ain't gon' pull the trigger
I'm a Yak Town seven-figure n***a (Y'ello)

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