TASKFORCE (HAHA)

Young Honcho man GV Honcho Young Honcho man
Young Honcho man GV Honcho Young Honcho man

She tryna come fuck with the task force
She tryna bend that shit over the dashboard
I'm going forward not backwards
I hit the gas going forward
Switchin' them gears, I'm in sport
I asked God, "help me", cause I opened doors
I was down bad couldn't afford it, now I walked out the bank with the money, yea

Walked out the bank (Bank)
Laughing at these niggas like they funny (Ha-ha-ha, laughin')
I had threw a party in Orlando, yea
Nothing but Latinas and them bunnies
I stay in the studio, I'm a junkie, yea
I clock in, i don't wanna clock out
Still got pieces of Adderall in my mouth (Addy)
GV Young Honch Beezy nigga coming from the south (South)
I heard it from the grapevine that the nigga talking down (Grapevine)
Like he a box finna put his ass down (Put 'em)
I was the one wiped his smile to a frown (Frown)
The check had just hit the account (Account)
I really need a accountant
Like a song, baby drop it and bounce it
Raw cones nigga smoking on ounces (Ounces)
I made it, member back then when you doubted
I'm smoking OG cookie all the time, yeh
I'm cuffin' on that ho cause she a dime, yea
I made it I'm still totin' iron, yea
Not ridin' round committin crime no mo
I'm ridin' round easin my mind, yeah
From the south side, so i kicked down the door
ARP stick brand new it ain't got stain
I remember I was down bad broke
Now when I pull up I just laugh at the bank yuhh

Ha-ha-ha, what!
Ha-ha-ha, what
Ha-ha-ha, what, huh
Ha-ha-ha, what
Ha-ha-ha (Ha-ha-ha)

(Haha)