Honey Bun Lyrics

Tommy tucked his tommy gun

Baby you so sweet you're a honey bun

Runner up the money coming

Fifty up like fifty something

He's clearly bluffing

Got a scab so I pick around it

Bitch is free I can't allow it

Chandelier on my throat

Cost my a couple thousand

Bitches wanna try to trap

Pass the marijuana back

Listen I don't wanna chat

I just wanna go n' get me that

S class sports car

Hear it when it's starting up

Said I'm not your hero baby

Please don't ever start with us

Come on kid smarten up

Interrupted pardon us

Banga bus the parties up

Diamonds are just sparkly dust

Woke up on the wrong side

Thc got me floating in a calm mind

Baby love me and it's alright

Tell her that I love her all the damn time

Tommy tucked his tommy gun

Baby you so sweet your a honey bun

Runner up the money coming

Fifty up Like fifty something

He's clearly bluffing

Tommy tucked his tommy gun

Baby you so sweet your a honey bun

Runner up the money coming

Fifty up Like fifty something

He's clearly bluffing

I'm a grave robber

Bitch say something

Getting money now

Eight commas

I'm a grave robber

Say something

Eight commas

Bitches wanna

I cant even

S class sports car

Brand new season

Tommy tucked his shit

Bring it out cause he's a demon