[Hook: Son Rob & GP]
It's obvious she only like me for the check
It's Honeyberry only, I don't roll no swish
Fuck the petty banter, watch the sissies scatter
When I grip the handle, spraying hoes, the fuck I give about a bitch?
It's obvious she only like me for the check
It's Honeyberry only, I don't roll no swish
Fuck the petty banter, watch the sissies scatter
When I grip the handle, spraying hoes, the fuck I give about a bitch?
[Verse 1: Son Rob]
Niggas know we need not introductions for this shit
Used to squeeze rapper necks with hand that busted out the clips
Playin' house money now, Rob offering the splits
Thots eyeing me, vying for my pocket full of chips
Squad comparable to crips, blood splattered on cement
None at it like him, foes had and adequately bent
Let the tempest take a toll'll have the Vatican repent
Bro my spraying weighed by a Patek and a pen
Keep my distance in the darkness, rob vanishing again
Talismanic, inner anguish canceling the wins
Too callous for the weak, too rowdy to his friends
No doubt no redemption 'til the chalices are rinsed
Brodie, count it by the pound -it's Koga stepping on your spot
Lack of ethics, never flash to not press -It ain't a prop
Aim at namelesses and pop, save the stainless for the opps
Hoes is brainless, ain't ashamed to say they looking for a knot, I guess...

[Hook: Son Rob & GP]
It's obvious she only like me for the check
It's Honeyberry only, I don't roll no swish
Fuck the petty banter, watch the sissies scatter
When I grip the handle, spraying hoes, the fuck I give about a bitch?
It's obvious she only like me for the check
It's Honeyberry only, I don't roll no swish
Fuck the petty banter, watch the sissies scatter
When I grip the handle, spraying hoes, the fuck I give about a bitch?

[Verse 2: Son Rob & GP]
Dropping bodies like the harness wasn't checked
That leather parts her inner thighs that fucking orifice is wrecked
Them niggas been spitting darker than cadaver coffins, stiff
He hand-to-God, harder than your favorite starving artist
Smoke 'em like the Cuban on the set
Might be the rudest that you've met, with the rugger trigger pressed
On all the heads of all the losers that's eluding they depressed
The way they movin' been a mess, they slither cluelessly and guess
It's I and Tempest to your temple 'til your uselessness addressed
Niggas treat it like an "I'm late" text
You don't want it
Shit still flies way over your head and I
Don't punt it
When value equates to likes in these
Times of eating disorders
This dick is in headlines
"NUT'N IN HOES STOMACHS"

Lip-stored this historic rhetoric that I shell
Like every bar i flex is napalm in the morning, I love the smell when these Influencers and artists say "Do it like Micheal done it"
Its so redundant...
Touch kids when I can fondle myself?

[Hook: Son Rob & GP]
It's obvious she only like me for the check
It's Honeyberry only, I don't roll no swish
Fuck the petty banter, watch the sissies scatter
When I grip the handle, spraying hoes, the fuck I give about a bitch?
It's obvious she only like me for the check
It's Honeyberry only, I don't roll no swish
Fuck the petty banter, watch the sissies scatter
When I grip the handle, spraying hoes, the fuck I give about a bitch?

[Verse 3: Son Rob]
Little slacker got 'em verses crackin' with the hand he purses snatchin'
Delegate the urgent action, best believe the worst'll happen
Rob's words and the sermon at your service clashing
Stone faced like the surface where the currents crashing
Mask apathy with forty and spliff
In that state, don't ask me what's a Freudian slip
I been playin' thotties like accordion, bitch
Stretch 'em wide with the band, live recording and shit
Pop a cork in her yap, probably the corps in a ditch
Me and Tempest trading stocks like a corporate event
Me and Tempest off our rockers, call us Norman and Ted
'Cause Queenn couldn't reach the top drawer for the meds
Moral standards ain't apparent like them orphanages
Cross 'em as ordinate axis -Road? There's a fork up in his
Not a reason nor a hint up in the bordering hills
Misadventures tend to lead to an unfortunate end...

[Hook: Son Rob & GP]
It's obvious she only like me for the check
It's Honeyberry only, I don't roll no swish
Fuck the petty banter, watch the sissies scatter
When I grip the handle, spraying hoes, the fuck I give about a bitch?
It's obvious she only like me for the check
It's Honeyberry only, I don't roll no swish
Fuck the petty banter, watch the sissies scatter
When I grip the handle, spraying hoes, the fuck I give about a bitch?