Lyrics Envy (feat. Shoota MxGavin) - Honchoknock

Pocket full of green, yeah
Bean-poppin machine
(These niggas they ENVY me)
Glizzy on him wit a beam, yeah
Send his body up-stream
Extra clip off in my jeans

I got dope boy dreams
Smoke my weed
Pop my beans

Lean, mean
Pocket full of green
Bean, popping machine
Call up Dre
Tell him to green light a nigga
Glizzy on him with a beam
Kill a nigga then dump him off in the creek
Send his body up-stream
These niggas they envy me
They just want a spot on the team
Outta town n Im walking round wit it on me
Extra clip off in my jeans
Fuck around n I send a bitch to the moon
Put 'em up, RIP
Brown liquor in my styrofoam every time
I had stop wit the lean
16 Zips of green
16 Bars they mean

Dirty money on me
Went and got it out the mud
Cause I got dope boy dreams
Real trapper, I'll sell a scrub Robitussin
And tell him it's codeine
Outta space, I be rollin-rollin
Up-up
Feel like I'm floating
These hoes wanna pop my beans
Just so they can smoke my weed
Lean, mean
straight up outta Zone 3
16-dropping machine
Call up Shoota
Shoota come shoot ya shoota
Throwaway with no beam
Fake love turn to real hate
Why they go change on me?
You get this smoke for free
At all my enemies

These niggas be talking down on my name
But they dont know bout me
Head HonchOKnOcK, bitch I'm the one
Better go ask yo hoe bout
Real shooter, with some head hunters on my team
Know they gone blow bout me
Them boys on Go bout me
Want all the smoke bout me

These Fuck niggas still hating
Better be bout the shit u been saying
Me and my niggas don't do no playing
Gone make me up that bitch and start spraying
I bet I knock em down
Gone fuck around and make me pop a clown
But a pussy nigga get 30 rounds
This 9 milli put him in the ground
Okay

Asking bout me, bet a bitch won't say
Mouth stay closed, hoe know I don't play
I turn the boy to a lick, no taste
I'ma push up, draw down bare-face
I'll get him hit, front street, broad day
We send a blitz on the bitch, like Ray
Niggas mad they can't eat off my plate
Funny how the love turn into hate, huh?

Lean, mean
Pocket full of green
Bean, popping machine
Call up Dre
Tell him to green light a nigga
Glizzy on him with a beam
Kill a nigga then dump him off in the creek
Send his body up-stream
These niggas they envy me
They just want a spot on the team
Outta town n Im walking round wit it on me
Extra clip off in my jeans
Fuck around n I send a bitch to the moon
Put 'em up, RIP
Brown liquor in my styrofoam every time
I had stop wit the lean
16 Zips of green
16 Bars they mean

Dirty money on me
Went and got it out the mud
Cause I got dope boy dreams
Real trapper, I'll sell a scrub Robitussin
And tell him it's codeine
Outta space, I be rollin-rollin
Up-up
Feel like I'm floating
These hoes wanna pop my beans
Just so they can smoke my weed
Lean, mean,
Straight up outta Zone 3
16-dropping machine
Call up Shoota
Shoota come shoot ya shoota
Throwaway with no beam
Fake love turn to real hate
Why they go change on me?
You get this smoke for free
At all my enemies

And I ain't worried bout the price
I know this shit cost to cop
And I ain't nothing like you niggas
I'm so unorthodox
Bitch-made niggas in these streets
Just talk a lot
I promise when I see ain't no words
I'ma let the 40 pop
Nigga when its beef
Ain't no way we gone talk it out
I open up ya brain so we can see what your thoughts about
I'm movin too fast in this lane for you to walk this route
I'm the cold that niggas feel when they say that the hawk is out
Shoota fly like a pelican
They eyes on the elements
I rise and get better wit
Still ride with that metal shit
Money Hungry nigga
Checks get signed like settlements

(Pop my beans)

Lean, mean
Pocket full of green
Bean, popping machine
Call up Dre
Tell him to green light a nigga
Glizzy on him with a beam
Kill a nigga then dump him off in the creek
Send his body up-stream
These niggas they envy me
They just want a spot on the team
Outta town n Im walking round wit it on me
Extra clip off in my jeans
Fuck around n I send a bitch to the moon
Put 'em up, RIP
Brown liquor in my styrofoam every time
I had stop wit the lean
16 Zips of green
16 Bars they mean

Dirty money on me
Went and got it out the mud
Cause I got dope boy dreams
Real trapper, I'll sell a scrub Robitussin
And tell him it's codeine
Outta space, I be rollin-rollin
Up-up
Feel like I'm floating
These hoes wanna pop my beans
Just so they can smoke my weed
Lean, mean
Straight up outta Zone 3
16-dropping machine
Call up Shoota
Shoota come shoot ya shoota
Throwaway with no beam
Fake love turn to real hate
Why they go change on me?
You get this smoke for free
At all my enemies