Letra de DesignerDRÜGZ - Homixide Gang

Homixide

Yeah (What?)

Yeah (What?)

What?

Every time I wake up in the morning, I grab my fire, yeah (Grab my fire)

I get on my knees and I pray to the Lord, to the sky, yeah (Pray to the Lord, to the sky)

I pray to the Lord, for every nigga that try me, he gon' die (He gon' try, he gon' die)

The right hand on the bottom of my Glock, fire, fire

I'ma send it to the sky (Send it to the sky)

I'ma see how that work (See how that...work)

I'ma grab that Draco, and yeah, I'ma see how it twerk (Yeah, I'ma see how it twerk)

I'ma put in that work (Put in that work)

She put in that work (She put in that work)

She throwin' that ass, baby, I like how it twerk (Homixide, Homixide)

I put in that work, but can't forget my 5 (Homixide, Homixide)

They right on my side

Everywhere I go, I'm slidin' (Everywhere I go, I’m—)

I'm blazin' my ties (I'm blazin' my—)

And Vetements on my boots (Vetements on my—)

I keep it in my shoes (Keep it in my—)

In the club, I shoot (In the club, I—)

Yeah, don't play with my guys (What?)

She pull up to the party, talkin' 'bout she wanna get fried (What?)

Got pink Molly, white Molly, huh, I got the coke too (Wow)

We fire a blunt up, yeah, you know it H5 (H5, H5, H5)

A rockstar lifestyle, Homixide, yeah, all the time (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)

A rockstar lifestyle, Homixide, yeah, all the time (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)

A rockstar lifestyle, Homixide, yeah, all the time (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)

A rockstar lifestyle, Homixide, yeah, all the time (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)

Yeah, all the time (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)

Play with this shit, get fried

I got some ties (I got some ties), I'm bangin' the 5 (Bangin' the 5)

It is Homixide (It is Homixide), we ready to slide, huh

And free all my guys (Free all the guys), they countin' us out (Countin' us out)

And look at this shit (And look at this shit), she's straight Homixide (Homixide, Homixide)

Lil' bitch out in London, I’m going all day

I can't even get money, I'm shoppin' with gang

We walk in the store, they stay out my change (Stay out my things)

She wanna be mine 'cause I got these diamonds

All on my neck and my wrist

She know that young nigga lit (Young nigga lit)

I'm ready to fuck up a check (Fuck up a check)

What, what

She pull up to the party, talkin' 'bout she wanna get fried (What?)

Got pink Molly, white Molly, huh, I got the coke too (Wow)

We fire a blunt up, yeah, you know it H5 (H5, H5, H5)

A rockstar lifestyle, Homixide, yeah, all the time (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)

A rockstar lifestyle, Homixide, yeah, all the time (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)

A rockstar lifestyle, Homixide, yeah, all the time (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)

A rockstar lifestyle, Homixide, yeah, all the time (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)

Yeah, all the time (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)

Play with this shit, get fried

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