Lyrics Cdot Honcho – Also

Riding round town with a boatload
Crib on the top floor also
And im with a new hoe also
Ain’t looking for new friends

Hoes choosing niggas hiding them bitches
My green room they finding bitches
My show in a minute but I got a few minutes here with you what you tryna do
Security escort you ain’t tryna be rude
Aye High as the price of a gallon of fuel
I had that beamer in the back of my school
Wet up my neck like I fell in pool
I got more bread than a section in Jewels-Osco
She don’t get shit although
That Ass fat also
Im nailing bitches y’all know
Y’all probably family also
Six piece straight from uncle remus
I just got back to the go

Riding round town with a boatload
Crib on the top floor also
And im with a new hoe also
Ain’t looking for new friends
Im tryna run me up a new bag
I do it myself and my two hands
I wasn’t employed freelanced
Im knowing she looking for romance
Keeping my distance
Yeah
This a new whip also
Ain’t taking no lip also
Draco 100 clip also
Ain’t tripping on past hoes
Dripping that rose on shite gold
SI’s we ain’t rocking those and them slow whips we ain’t riding them bitches

Uh uh for real I ain’t
What I pull out a bitch a faint
Send a hoe off that bitch could wait
Neck getting soar my charm a weigh
Yo life in my hands its a call a way
Early dismiss you, half of days
XD pistol half yo face
Won’t hit yo hoe I don’t like yo taste
Facts, Facts
Sticking to cash, super glue
Balancing that like a hula hoop
Dripping I tipped over my canoe
Don’t tie her down ima let her loose
Crazy, put me in a institute about money marijuana and women too
Ain’t one of them it ain’t gettin through

Honcho Honcho Honcho

Riding round town with a boatload
Crib on the top floor also
And im with a new hoe also
Ain’t looking for new friends
Im tryna run me up a new bag
I do it myself and my two hands
I wasn’t employed freelanced
Im knowing she looking for romance
Keeping my distance
Yeah
This a new whip also
Ain’t taking no lip also
Draco 100 clip also
Ain’t tripping on past hoes
Dripping that rose on shite gold
SI’s we ain’t rocking those and them slow whips we ain’t riding them bitches