Problem HONEYMIX lyrics
by Laila!
I am the
I got the
I keep coming to conclusions
(That) d!ck a (problem)
I'm in the cut with my girls
What’s the (problem)
He thinkin', Honey?
She too sweet
That's the (problem)
I’m Florida
Super wet
Hurricane (woosh woosh)
Ok I get it now
He pull back the sheets
He wanna find me
I'm the favorite like Mary Jane
I roll with grabba, d!ck get spidey
I'm thinking of palm trees
He smacking my ass
That's when I palm read
Don't say you over me
You google my name
You know who this b*tch be
These hoes imposters
I'm actual factual
Never a wannabe
They say we lookalikе
That's a new eye
Not what I wanna see
I gotta corrеct you
Like I pick up my phone
Yeah I gotta check you
Benjamin working for me
I am not gang
My blues don't respect you
And it’s funny now
My heart not heavy
But I know my titties are
He wanna pull over
Has no shame
Wanna fu- me in the car
I love how a boss do
When the math ain’t right
We having problems
I got money for me
Another ex telling me to call him