Honey Hands

I'm out here running. Yeah, it's my town

And people learn to recognize me

Yeah, I think it's funny. Word gets around

Bet you couldn't say it to me

Who pulls the strings?

Who got fancy things?

If you want it, then I get it. Like, go get it

This what you want? Yeah

To cut in front?

Well, if you're going to wish it better make sure that you twist it in me

Hey honey hands

Are you feeling lucky?

Gunning for the guts and glory

Trying to kill the king of hearts

Put a jack in its place

Hey honey hands

Your cuffs are bloody

High stakes, running duffel money

Want to weaponize your cards

Drawing nothing but blanks

Dirty chips and muscle, gone underground

Reaching for the sway above you

Hot, short game hustle keeps you around

Until you fold to pressure around you

You want a piece? Ooh

You want the beast?

Every crumb makes you so vicious Mmm, delicious

Who's got the clout?

Whose name in your mouth?

Well, if you're going to spit it, better make sure that you swish it for me

Hey honey hands

Are you feeling lucky?

Gunning for the guts and glory

Trying to kill the king of hearts

Put a jack in its place

Hey honey hands

Your cuffs are bloody

High stakes, running duffel money

Want to weaponize your cards

Drawing nothing but blanks

Dark past, whiplash when you

Look back, too fast running

So get in the car, get in the car, get in the car

Why so antsy? Raise me, honey

Late fees, lazy money

Well, show me your cards, show me your cards, show me your cards

Fold

Hey honey hands

Are you feeling lucky?

Gunning for the guts and glory

Trying to kill the king of hearts

Put a jack in its place

Hey honey hands

Your cuffs are bloody

High stakes, running duffel money

Want to weaponize your cards

Drawing nothing but blanks