Honey Trap

Hozho

Score: 79
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Played: 112

Genres:

Electronic
Minimal
Portugal
Minimal techno
Techno

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Featured by:

DWytch

Wiki:

Lyrics:

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[Chorus] What you said? You talking out your neck again That's my slime That's my Nickelodeon Be with Billy Mandy Got ties with the Reaper Grimm What you said No, you know I am not listening [Verse 1: SHAMEDAiSY] Run it up, run it up, uh Got a bad bitch in my, uh Got a lil' frost on my arm Money called, huh What you said? Huh Can not hear you I am way too high, no clear view Can not hear you Can not feel you, huh [Verse 2: BiTTi HUNNi] Bitty Honey kinda nutty Get this money I just spend it Tryna pick a fight you funny Pull the plug and now you deaded Just stick to the method Bad bitch in attendance Bullshit, you pretending Never get offended Get rich as intended Cashflow get extended This shit never ending Just keeps getting better You never expect it My gushy gummy, juicy booty Turn your nigga to a groupie He acting funny, acting stupid Got your man real zooted Got him dreaming real lucid Body moving real fluid He loving the way that I do it Look back at it just to review it Do anything just to pursue it You should have known there were no feelings included [Chorus] What you said? You talking out your neck again That's my slime That's my Nickelodeon Be with Billy Mandy Got ties with the Reaper Grimm What you said No you know I am not listening [Verse 3: CARMENZA] You talking real crazy Out of your neck Don't call me a baby You a creep in the night You don't phase me I'm too wavy, the hustle is daily I'm animated, real semi sematic Double cross me, lil bitch looking tragic Grimm Reaper's run it up, causing havoc Make you disappear, call it magic FERRARi, afro blowing in the coup Don't give a fuck about you Super Saiyan on a ho, Goku My heart and spirit, real true Brujería, yeah I come for you You ain't got no clue Shorties pull up, pull through FERRARi [Outro] Pull up, pull up with the fucking Glock Bitch now get on your, what You ain't got no clock You ain't got no respect for time You ain't got nothing on my dime Smoke you out, nigga getting high What? FERRARi What?