Touchin’ (Feat. Busta Rhymes)
Honey Bxby
Money well spent Honey B Queen B Bout to spin the block We bring the smoke like da, da da Oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh Honey B Queen B Bout to spin the block We bring the smoke like da, da da Oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh Uh Hot damn, hoe here we go again Bout to spin the block on 'em once again Chrome heart hoodie Chrome heart truck I got a chrome heart now I shows no love I always knew I was out of your league Shoulda been with a baller that was out of the league Thought you had game like AI Could find another me if you had AI Thought I was the Bey to Jay Offset and Cardi Kim to your Ye Baggy Yo and Ari A toxic love, like Whitney and Bobbi At each other's neck like Dolph and Yo Gotti I set this bitch on fire Lisa Lopez Let him once Now he a dope head You gone make burn down the trap house Take the keys to your Lambo and– Somebody call the fireman I know that you hear the sirens Somebody call the fireman I know you hear the sirens I'll set the house on fire I'll burn it to the ground I get to actin' out and blacking out, I cannot hear a sound I think I'm in too deep, must be the Hennessy You got me started, too broken hearted, fucked up my energy (Nah-ooh, yeah) Make me wanna put on all black Make me wanna go and spin back right back, back, back yeah Why you got me talkin' like that? Why you got me wanna do things like that, that, that, yeah? You done crossed the line one too many times (Ooh-woah) Now I'm going blind on my left eye Make me go bad bad, yeah Make me go bad bad, yeah Make me wanna pop up at your crib Boy, I'm finna crash out, smash your shit Make me go bad bad, yeah Make me go bad bad, yeah This the last time you call me bitch I'ma show you what crazy is, yeah Honey B Queen B Bout to spin the block We bring the smoke like da, da da Oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh Honey B Queen B Bout to spin the block We bring the smoke like da, da da Oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh