BonTana Honcho - Passport

Let me call my brothers, let me check on them
Let me call my woadies, get you wet bout' them
Heard he got hit three times, but I don't know bout' him
My youngins all on my mind, you know it's up bout' them
Tryna hit a nigga in his spine, since his back to me
But I heard just what you said, the shit was wack to me
Free all the opps for real, we get you clapped to sleep
Say the perkies turn you up, we put you back to sleep
These pistols filled xannies, 'cuz these bars loaded
You really wanna have a brawl, let me pick my opponents
Send a nigga right through that circle, put my dogs on it
How the hell you flex for real, You ain't put yo dogs on it
How the hell you put me on, and I ain't ask for it
Had to delete a bitch out my phone, just like the last whore
Wanna get on the Honcho Plane, well get your passport
Yea we blowing these opps for real, yea we past north
How the hell you put me on, and I ain't ask for it
Had to delete a bitch out my phone, just like the last whore
Wanna get on the Honcho Plane, well get your passport
Yea we blowing these opps for real, yea we past north
I'm a OG, cruising through the city
Put respect on 4L for my niggas paint the city
Free my nigga Tre, that nigga young but swear he with it
Honcho spot a chain, send my dog to come and get it
Niggas hollering smoke, bring that pressure through and clear it out
I'm that nigga Honcho, who these niggas always hear about
Ima catch them lacking, do them dirty, then I dig them out
Honcho Grave Digger pick and Andrew, look how I'm wiggin' now
How the hell you put me on and I'm my own man
How the hell you leave the circle, get your own bands
Ain't a nigga help me out, I had my own plan
Ain't gone even waste my time, I wash my own hands
How the hell you put me on, and I ain't ask for it
Had to delete a bitch out my phone, just like the last whore
Wanna get on the Honcho Plane, well get your passport
Yea we blowing these opps for real, yea we past north
How the hell you put me on, and I ain't ask for it
Had to delete a bitch out my phone, just like the last whore
Wanna get on the Honcho Plane, well get your passport
Yea we blowing these opps for real, yea we past north

Written by:
Dominique Bennett

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