Don’t Get Along - Honey C

Can’t get along with 'em

Can’t get along with 'em

Nah, nah

My mentality is way before my time

How the fuck I got so far, I’m way before my prime

I be chasing dreams while all you suckers stand in line

I say fuck them bitches, I’m gon' take whatever’s mine

Boss affiliated, I’m protected every coast

Shout outs to my ballers and my niggas, we so close

They showed me these boys they ain’t no man they fuckin' jokes

So I stuck to the dope and I keep one tucked in my coat

What about you, nigga?

Never robbed none, never popped one

Never dropped none, never shot none

Never got one, you ain’t cop none

You a flop son, nigga stop frontin'

Niggas toupee that moue

Can’t soufflé, fuck a new case

No groupies, ain’t a new wave

Anybody say I changed never knew H

These bitches is weak

All copying Honey but these bitches ain’t sweet

When I spit fire don’t speak

We don’t get tired, no sleep

He said each other, no me

Man, these thirsty fuck niggas on fleek

Hoes talking down on me

I got them rounds on me

All pounds for me

And I don’t like anybody I meet

I don’t mess with these hoes

Can’t get along with 'em

Can’t get along with 'em

Can’t get along with 'em

Just don’t get along with 'em

I don’t mess with these hoes

Look at these hoes

Livin' their live

This bitch done fuck the whole team

And you made her your wife?

Shout out you crusty ass niggas

You stay good and played every night

That bitch is nasty

If I had a dick, I still wouldn’t give her the pipe

I don’t fuck with these hoes

And I don’t fuck with niggas who fuckin' these hoes

Fuck are them niggas who coppin' these hoes

Bitches ain’t loyal they’re bluffin' for show

You just as weak as the pussy you hitting

Who the hell you think you kidding?

When I come through all them bitches is sittin'

She can’t make no decisions

Hoes fake like a spray tan

Can’t deal with a waste man

Mother fuck your Ray bans

I used to rob hoes at the station

But I’m too broke for that

High school shit, too stoned for that

You bro actin' like a

Thirst on sumo, we don’t get along for that

Tell 'em suck a dick

then I send 'em in a lift

That’s it, shit

Baby boy boy don’t trip

Your bitch is know how good you lick

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