Be Honest lyrics
by Jace!
[Intro]
Oh, oh, oh, oh, ah
[Pre-Chorus: MyFriendStutta]
Be honest, she a bad b*tch, so I be on it
I put the heat on it, ride around town with a G on me
You talking, like you wanna put it on me
She wanna lock in, but we can't be homies so
[Chorus: MyFriendStutta]
Be honest, she a bad b*tch, imma be on it
Uh, should I just be honest
The Glock got a mother f*ckin' beam on it, oh
Good di*k, yea she be on it
She a fiend, yea she be on it
Good drugs, and she be on it
Life's good, cause we be on it
[Verse 1: MyFriendStutta]
Cause shawty wanna f*ck with the gang
You know that we gon' get it
Uh, pull on his block with drakes
And you know we gon' spin it
You mad come get your sh*t back
I ain't giving your b*tch back
He ain't getting his get back, oh
Your b*tch, hit me up, at 4am
She ignoring you, she ignoring you
Hell nah
Yea, I wouldn't lie, ho
New pretty b*tch, on the side, so
[Pre-Chorus: MyFriendStutta]
Be honest, she a bad b*tch, so I be on it
I put the heat on it, ride around town with a G on me
You talking, like you wanna put it on me
She wanna lock in, but we can't be homies so
[Chorus: MyFriendStutta]
Be honest, she a bad b*tch, imma be on it
Uh, should I just be honest
The Glock got a mother f*ckin' beam on it, oh
Good di*k, yea she be on it
She a fiend, yea she be on it
Good drugs, and she be on it
Life's good, cause we be on it
[Verse 2: iayze]
Heat on me, be honest
He ain't on it, 20 racks
My pocket, say I'm sorry n*gga stop it
Kickin sh*t, hit his top
Have him crying 'bout a Polly Pocket
50 shot Glock with a beam on it
Jace came up, you sleep on him
Throwback the xanny I'm sleep-walkin'
Brand new AR, too many MAC-10s
She wanna ride me the key on it
None of these little n*ggas be on it
We get the drop put the fleet on 'em
Hundred shots, it ain't no fleeing on us
Bad b*tches always be honest
[Pre-Chorus: MyFriendStutta]
Be honest, she a bad b*tch, so I be on it
I put the heat on it, ride around town with a G on me
You talking, like you wanna put it on me
She wanna lock in, but we can't be homies so
[Chorus: MyFriendStutta]
Be honest, she a bad b*tch, imma be on it
Uh, should I just be honest
The Glock got a mother f*ckin' beam on it, oh
Good di*k, yea she be on it
She a fiend, yea she be on it
Good drugs, and she be on it
Life's good, cause we be on it