Lirik

Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here? Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide (What? What?) All that cap nigga (What?) All that bap, nigga (What?) Let me tell you somethin', go scrap, nigga Ah What it is? (What?) Ah, ah, ah What it is? (What?) Ah, ah, ah What it is? (What?) Ah, ah He don't even tote no strap, uh (What? Uh) He don't even walk down the map (What? Uh) He ain't ever did that shit (What? Uh) Nigga be cap in his raps (What? Uh) Let's spin (spin, spin) uh, uh Let's spin (spin, spin) uh, uh, uh Let's spin (spin) uh Double cup friend (What? Uh) Yeah, I fuck her friends (What? Uh) Y'all got the loneliest bitch, uh, I keep my ten (What? Uh, uh) Everywhere I go wit' the bros, uh, nun' of thеm friends (What? Uh, uh) Ain't even got no friеnds, uh, these my brothers, uh Came from the struggle (What? Uh) We stick with each other Uh, uh, uh spin (spin) Uh, uh, uh spin (spin) Uh, uh, uh spin (spin) Spin (What?) Fourteen years old, I had sticks in my momma couch (What?) Don't care 'bout rockstar, I trapped from my momma house (trapped from my momma house, what?) Lord, forgive me for my sins, I pray for 'em daily (pray for 'em daily, what? Uh) Please Lord, forgive my brothers, uh, they spin on 'em daily (spin, spin, uh) We trap on 'em daily (trap on 'em daily, uh, uh) We get 'em goin' crazy (we get 'em goin' crazy) Yeah, we rockin' out shows, lil' boy (we rockin' out shows, lil' boy) Yeah, yeah, the fuck you pay me? (Ain't no bap) Yeah, I'm trappin' for real (I'm trappin' for real) I trap, I'ma flip Yeah, we gettin' em gone, lil 'boy, uh We do this shit for real (hahaha) Ah What it is? (What?) Ah, ah, ah What it is? (What?) Ah, ah, ah What it is? (What?) Ah, ah He don't even tote no strap, uh (no bap) He don't even walk down the map (all the cap) He ain't ever did that shit (What?) Nigga be cap in his raps (What? Uh) Let's spin (spin, spin) uh, uh Let's spin (spin, spin) uh, uh, uh Let's spin (spin) uh Double cup friend (What? Uh) Yeah, I fuck her friends (What? Uh) Y'all got the loneliest bitch, uh, I keep my ten (What? Uh, uh) Everywhere I go wit' the bros, uh, nun' of them friends (What? Uh, uh) Ain't even got no friends, uh, these my brothers, uh Came from the struggle (What? Uh) We stick with each other Uh, uh, uh spin (spin) Uh, uh, uh spin (spin) Uh, uh, uh spin (spin, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide) Spin We slidin' in your window, it's tinted (the tint) We ride, we creep up with sticks (with sticks) The draco got binary traits (Homixide, Homixide) .762, big buss (Gang) Snot Gang, rock out, let's get it We backdoor the trap, we takin' your shit (Homixide, Homixide) We walkin' you down, you know we gon' spin it (Homixide, Homixide) And if I lose count, I count it again All these blue hunnids on me Snatch me a line and get geeked My niggas ain't showin' no love (Homixide, Homixide) They walkin' you down for a feature (Gang, Hahaha) Ah What it is? (What?) Ah, ah, ah What it is? (What?) Ah, ah, ah What it is? (What?) Ah, ah He don't even tote no strap, uh (no bap) He don't even walk down the map (all the cap) He ain't ever did that shit (What?) Nigga be cap in his raps (What? Uh) Let's spin (spin, spin) uh, uh Let's spin (spin, spin) uh, uh, uh Let's spin (spin) uh Double cup friend (What? Uh) Yeah, I fuck her friends (What? Uh) Y'all got the loneliest bitch, uh, I keep my ten (What? Uh, uh) Everywhere I go wit' the bros, uh, nun' of them friends (What? Uh, uh) Ain't even got no friends, uh, these my brothers, uh Came from the struggle (What? Uh) We stick with each other Uh, uh, uh spin (spin) Uh, uh, uh spin (spin) Uh, uh, uh spin (spin) Spin
Writer(s): Jordan Timothy Jenks, Keyon Thomas, Demetrius Chatman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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