Honor Roll lyrics

[Intro: BurnOne Breeze]
Burn One
Smoke that, Hey, Hey
Hey, Smoke That, Burn one, Blow Boy, Burn One, Burn One

[Chorus]
I ain't ever had sh*t but I can f*ck the baddest hoe
'Member I was dead broke now I'm on the Honor Roll
Pockets they was flatline now them b*tches stupid swole
And them n*ggas hatin' on me gotta keep a f*cking Pole
I ain't ever had sh*t but I can f*ck the baddest hoe
'Member I was dead broke now I'm on the Honor Roll
Pockets they was flatline now them b*tches stupid swole
And them n*ggas hatin' on me gotta keep a f*cking Pole

[Verse 1: NLE Choppa]
We was in the school with the sack, we ain't make the Honor Roll
My n*gga had a hunnid B's, yeah you know he slanging bones
Now I'm on the stage rocking shows and f*cking bad hoes
I ain't ever had sh*t but now I got a bankroll
Try to catch me up in traffic Hellcat got me smashing
Hood b*tch up on my side and you know that b*tch ratchet
Like she came up out my nuts, that b*tch calling me her daddy
Hit that Lil b*tch with a Trojan I ain't trying' be a papi
I was posted up with C's f*ck being on the Honor Roll
My choppa holdin' double D's, I'm not gone slide but I will wipe your nose
I did my dirt up on my own, you n*ggas never sticking to the code
I put that pole right to his nose give me everything he f*cking froze
[Chorus: BurnOne Breeze]
I ain't ever had sh*t but I can f*ck the baddest hoe
'Member I was dead broke now I'm on the Honor Roll
Pockets they was flatline now them b*tches stupid swole
And them n*ggas hatin' on me gotta keep a f*cking Pole
I ain't ever had sh*t but I can f*ck the baddest hoe
'Member I was dead broke now I'm on the Honor Roll
Pockets they was flatline now them b*tches stupid swole
And them n*ggas hatin' on me gotta keep a f*cking Pole

[Verse 2: BurnOne Breeze]
In the Benz, Imma spin the block, Imma bend the block
Got your b*tch, and she giving Top, she a f*cking Bop
Keep a Glock, for a f*cking Opp, I'mma pop his top
Drop the Top, now I'm in the wind, f*cking on her friend
Gave her di*k, she said "Oh my God", like I'm heaven-sent
When I'm done, drop the Thottie off, she like where you went
Bank the Gwop, Bank The DM Bands, b*tch I'm in the trap
What's the bill, get it through the mail, got this sh*t for sale
Blowing dope, yeah that stupid Gas, Coffin I ain't help
Try-Tryna Rob, n*ggas hatin' on me that's gone be a fell
In the way, n*ggas in the way, get 'em out the way
Wipe his nose, 50 on my waist, I'mma let it spray (pray)

[Chorus: BurnOne Breeze]
I ain't ever had sh*t but I can f*ck the baddest hoe
'Member I was dead broke now I'm on the Honor Roll
Pockets they was flatline now them b*tches stupid swole
And them n*ggas hatin' on me gotta keep a f*cking Pole
I ain't ever had sh*t but I can f*ck the baddest hoe
'Member I was dead broke now I'm on the Honor Roll
Pockets they was flatline now them b*tches stupid swole
And them n*ggas hatin' on me gotta keep a f*cking Pole