Lyrics Cdot Honcho – Another One

Honcho honcho honcho honcho
Another one, another another
I hop in that coupe then another one
Marco where the fuck my cup at and the rest of that drank at man

Foenem pull up wit a hundred round, cool I got another one
Move let off a dozen of em them Loubs cost me 11 hundred (cash)
Stop tryna catch up Digital dash numbers jet up bitch
I had to drop out of class wasn’t no money set up in that bitch (skrt)
I need a wood when I wake up
I need a bitch and another one, I can’t do one on ones bitch better wake up
Ain’t tryna talk load a K up
If he pull up he go straight up
Straight up you ain’t gone see shit but tape up
I am the catch I don’t chase em only bitch I’m waiting on is the banker (cash)
Too many whips in the front (skrt)
Wake up and do what I want
Only bitch I’m worried bout is my neighbor
I been that nigga since they made a Sega
Too many clips in the trunk
Did I mention that it’s in the front
Pull up I’m leaving a vapor Saint Laurent I hit em up later
And no you can never relate to me I got this cake on me you got no paper
Even if you hit the lottery I be too saucey you got no flavor
My denim just came from Japan
2 bitches with me look Korean
Just met them we lookin like twins
My shit be lower than Jackie Chan (honcho)

Bitch better go play with another one
She know I dip I don’t stick around better go lay with another one
I was just up on the 9 now I got smoke on Beverly Drive (skrt skrt)

I was broke went and got it
It go to plenty of cannabis
Think I love her bitch I’m laughing
Hand me that pint out the cabinet
40 clip long as a Javelin
I am the shit not a graduate
Lil shorty ready to get her name
I be too busy to handle shit
Bitches be ready they all the same
Long as they know we ain’t passionate
Long as you know we ain’t fuckin around
50 ain’t come with it know we attaching it
I got a army of troops shoot pull up to Barney’s in coupes
Everyday we ballin bitch some of us hardly can hoop
Dick her then sending her out
She know I came with a boot
She know I ain’t come to play bitch I shoulda came in a suit
I show up turn up the party
Who throwin it show up with loot
That Viper just pull up and poof
It’s windy I threw up the roof

Bitch better go play with another one
She know I dip I don’t stick around better go lay with another one
I was just up on the 9 now I got smoke on Beverly Drive (skrt skrt)
I was just all on her ass I got in my bag I never reply
Gucci ain’t got what I want in this bitch
Gotta slide to another one
Shorty yo head ain’t even on shit
Gotta slide on another one
Skrt that Audi out that bitch I drive like I got a hundred of them
I’m not sorry I take chances I might not get another one (cash)