RCB Bouba - To be Honest Lyrics

Cheap ass nigga wit that weak ass bitch
Ion think no nigga f*ckin wit me to be honest
I graduated from the streets i'm finna go to college
She mad at me dropped dope dick it left her smiling
Yo nigga said he a mob member why he hiding (bitch)
Smashing off ina striker you can hear the tires screech
I'm backed up mad as f*ck asking where you wanna meet
And I answer every call nigga ion miss a beat
Been in the field wit plenty sharks ian never bought a cleat
Smashed off she hear the engine now she tryna f*ck
He love typing niggas only instagram tough
A nigga play in real life then ima wet em up
Put em down pick his favorite suit cuz niggas going up
Baby know that i'm the richest
Chase a bag f*ck them bitches
Momma told me stay up out the streets and ian listen
Whipping early ina morning ain't no breakfast in this kitchen
Ian have no silver spoon I dealt wit what I was given (bitch)
We got niggas momma crying asking God why
Ma'am yo son was talking crazy so he had to die
Any cop nigga come around you know that we gon slide
Ia send the lo right now nigga ion gotta hide (bitch)
Ion think no nigga f*ckin wit me to be honest
I graduated from the streets i'm finna go to college
She mad at me dropped dope dick left her smiling
Yo nigga said he a mob member why he hiding (bitch)
Smashing off ina striker you can hear the tires screech
I'm backed up mad as f*ck asking where you wanna meet
And I answer every call nigga ion miss a beat
Been innat field wit plenty sharks ian never bought a cleat