Bulls**t Lyrics - Honey Cocaine

[Intro: Honey Cocaine] 

You bitches fucking stink 

Go take a fucking shower 

Schwag. Asian bitches 

[Verse 1: Honey Cocaine] 

Faggot, I ain't got time for a stupid broad 

Cause bro I'm 'bout to beat a bitch and probably lose my job 

Fuck, I'm a bubble 

Listen, bitch. I tell you cool it off 

Cause acting smart'll get you deaded 

Bitch, I rule the spot 

Now, homie, I ain't fucking down to catch a charge, bro 

Now her body found the same place she had parked, bro. (Whoops! [x3]) 

I forgot my bitches ride for me 

Cause these bitches that drive for me 

Are these bitches flying for free 

I gain mine. There's a difference. You remember that 

Cause I'm always hungry for the shit that I ain't never had 

This here is baby food and be all like, "Bitch, fuck a snack! " 

See niggas who said I'm crap is asking me to hit 'em back 

Nigga, fuck that! 

[Hook x2: Honey Cocaine] 

Now, I ain't got time for bullshit 

If I ain't getting mine, then that's bullshit 

Why you all up in my face with this bullshit? 

Ew. Bitch, you smell like bullshit 

[Verse 2: Honey Cocaine] 

Oh, here I go. There they go in this here game again 

Now these bitches praying they gon' never hear my name again 

But look, I'm a stay around even although they acting like I can't 

I don't sleep at all cause it'll always be my time again 

That means I work hard, homie. I don't play around, dawg 

Better cut this bullshit or your face'll meet the ground, dawg 

But after all, it's for the haters and the groupies, though 

Find me at the studio 

The smart bitch with a stupid flow 

Fuck delivery. Got fans who in the dance 

Now my enemies got plans 

They just searching for a chance 

Fuck friends cause I'm married to the music 

Bitch, cause I gained the world and die before I lose it 

So cool it 

[Hook x2: Honey Cocaine] 

Now, I ain't got time for bullshit 

If I ain't getting mine, then that's bullshit 

Why you all up in my face with this bullshit? 

Ew. Bitch, you smell like bullshit 

[Verse 3: Tyga] 

Bitch back, back. Why your ass so flat? 

Tell your best friend I want that 

I don't pretend, bitch, and I don't act 

Why you all up in my chat? 

Telling people that you know him 

If I lend you all on my back 

Criss-cross, you wiggedy-wack! (Aghh!) 

Duplicating my racks 

Introduce you to my life 

Yeah, my gold heavy metal 

You can't rock out on my level 

Yeah, yeah. That's a red Ferarri 

And I'm dancing with the devil 

Bitch testing me, you get answers 

Kill a nigga quick fast, like cancer. (Aghh!) 

(Well, well) Make a bitch rubbin money on my dick till it swell, swell 

And ya money, money shorter than a elf, elf 

And I keep cool J's like LL 

(Hell yeah) I don; t wanna start nuttin' bitch, lemme finish 

All in a nigga net nigga mouth like a dentist 

(Dennis) Rodman. Come on, come on 

Bitch, is you with it, with it? 

Cause I ain't 

[Hook x2: Honey Cocaine] 

Now, I ain't got time for bullshit 

If I ain't getting mine, then that's bullshit 

Why you all up in my face with this bullshit? 

Ew. Bitch, you smell like bullshit