Honestly lyrics

[Intro: Juice WRLD]
And we sippin' purple, n*gga, yeah

[Chorus: Juice WRLD & G Herbo]
Honestly (Ayy, Southside, where you get all that drip?)
Honestly
Everything I wanna be, gotta work 'til it come to me
Ain't wanna be no wannabe, wannabes, they under me
Honestly, I wanna be
On the beach, white sand up under me, comfortably (Comfortably)
I just want 100 G's (100 G's), foreign V's (Foreign V's)
Louis V (Louis V), they like, "Who is he?"
Ayy

[Verse 1: G Herbo]
Honestly, when I was broke as f*ck, you ain't notice me
You thought days I was posted up at the county jail where I'm 'posed to be
Now young n*gga eating overly, I got hunnids old as trees
And money don't grow on trees, but I'm gon' blow it like leaves, ayy
Pull up with turbo V's, ayy, two-door AMG's, ayy
I started witnessing some of the sh*t that felt like it was make-believe, ayy
Lil' n*gga neck on freeze, ayy, spent 100 racks on these, ayy
Seen't 'em tryna keep up and then lost everything, I can't let that happen to me, ayy
Feeling alive, I'm so happy to be, ayy
You killing my vibe, f*ck how long you b*tches you see me, be happy for me, ayy
I'm fresh all the time, but you know my kicks ain't Buscemi
Capital G Fazos, Nike need me on the payroll, I just took these off a day ago
Killers gon' do what I say so, angels gon' give you a halo
And we got money to lay low
Now when it come to the bread, I go with it like mayo
Can't let it go to my head, I had way too many days broke
[Chorus: Juice WRLD & G Herbo]
Honestly
Honestly
Everything I wanna be, gotta work 'til it come to me
Ain't wanna be no wannabe, wannabes, they under me
Honestly, I wanna be
On the beach, white sand up under me, comfortably (Comfortably)
I just want 100 G's (100 G's), foreign V's (Foreign V's)
Louis V (Louis V), they like, "Who is he?"
Ayy

[Verse 2: Juice WRLD]
I say honestly, I need honesty
Get rich and I make my mama proud of me
A young rich n*gga, that's what I'm 'bout to be
Rolling gas, boy, yo' sh*t not loud to me
I'm getting used to the fake n*ggas crowding me
I got demons and these n*ggas brought 'em out of me
I'm on my boss sh*t, ain't no clowning me
Let's f*ck up Saks Fifth, hit the town on me
Me and Herbo pull up in a Bentley coupe (Skrrt, skrrt)
Ain't no telling what we'll say or what we'll do
Smoke Gelato out the zip, feel like jet fuel
We'll never let a f*ck n*gga know our next move
Run up them big bags (Run it), that's what we into
We just some real n*ggas, look what we been through
I put Gucci on my backpack, but I don't like school
I know you may love me (Right), but b*tch, I don't like you (Like you)
[Chorus: Juice WRLD & G Herbo]
Honestly
Honestly
Everything I wanna be, gotta work 'til it come to me
Ain't wanna be no wannabe, wannabes, they under me
Honestly, I wanna be
On the beach, white sand up under me, comfortably (Comfortably)
I just want 100 G's (100 G's), foreign V's (Foreign V's)
Louis V (Louis V), they like, "Who is he?"
Ayy