Honey Cocaine - Middle Finger lyrics

rate me

Give a fuck about nothing

Only need my money and fam

Ain’t the type to get violent but I will fucking go ham

Fuck around with my plans, I turn your brain into jam

My homies hit up your man the toolie all in my hand

You fronting, I’m leaving, shut the fuck up

I’m a hustler, believe it, you nothing but dust

Don’t get taken, get broken, all for them bucks

No witness, no pictures,

Them asians be clutched

Pockets on casino, my paper I'm jalapeño

You a fucking dumb square, no mercy you getting repo

20 gold chains, just got out from the jet

Just got the word from japan, bitches thirty a set

[Hook]

Throw them dollars in the air, cause me and the homies

We on a grind

Throw them dollars in the air, cause me and the homies

We on a grind

Middle finger’s in the air, middle finger’s in the air

You can catch it anywhere

Middle finger’s in the air, middle finger’s in the air

You can catch it anywhere

Riding round with 4 packs, I’m trippin or my store stack

Your style wild, where’s yours at

Fuck rap money, get more racks

Dumb bitches only came for the deal

You think it’s game over cause you made you a mill

Bitch, you ain’t making no bank

Checking my accounts and it’s so tank

Smoking on some loud, and it’s so dank

You the bitch in the club who got no drank

Ah, I got my feet in some jays, bitch I stay hard

My entire life is worthy of a trademark

Getting rich it don’t matter what the season is

Spending a whole day with my puerto rican bitch

[Hook]

Throw them dollars in the air, cause me and the homies

We on the grind

Throw them dollars in the air, cause me and the homies

We on the grind

Middle finger’s in the air, middle finger’s in the air

You can catch it anywhere

Middle finger’s in the air, middle finger’s in the air

You can catch it anywhere.

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