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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Homixide Beno!
Homixide Beno!
Vocals
Homixide Meechie
Homixide Meechie
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Keyon Thomas
Keyon Thomas
Songwriter
Demetrius Chatman Jr
Demetrius Chatman Jr
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
F1lthy
F1lthy
Producer

Tekst Utworu

(Wake up, F1LTHY) Huh Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide (what?) Huh Huh Gang We took us a jet to Milan, brought my bih from Tokyo (woo) We're smokin' H5 for fun (H5), yeah, my eyes Japanese though (Japanese) We're stackin' that shit to the floor (that shit), pesos all that we know (why?) Blue cheese, all that we know, I'm stickin' to my brother like Pablo Yeah, we're servin' that Nino Brown Uh, we're shippin' that shit out of town Uh, we're havin' this shit by the pound Uh, we're havin' this shit by the rounds (Homixide, Homixide) Get down and lay down or you gon' drown (Homixide, Homixide) It's a Glock on my hip (what?), it hold 30 rounds Mad love for my brothers, they're whippin' She whippin' that dope in the kitchen It's junkies inside of the kitchen They're standing inside of a line Ain't never signed up for no job My mama knew I was gon' trap She's smellin' that weed in her house I hang with them boys from the block I hang with them boys from the block My niggas be lettin' off shots My nigga don't ever cop out Free problem up out of that box (yeah) Free demon up out of that box They're sittin' there, watching the clock We're talkin' in codes on the phone I love you, my nigga for life I hang with them boys from the block I hang with them boys from the block Don't fuck with my twin, you get popped We pull up and spray at your block Free demon up out of that box Free problem up out of that box You know that we're bangin' that 5ive (5ive, Homixide) We took us a jet to Milan, brought my bih from Tokyo (woo) We're smokin' H5 for fun (H5), yeah, my eyes Japanese though (Japanese) We're stackin' that shit to the floor (that shit), pesos all that we know (why?) Blue cheese, all that we know, I'm stickin' to my brother like Pablo Yeah, I'm servin' that Nino Brown Uh, we're shippin' that shit out of town Uh, we're havin' this shit by the pound Uh, we're havin' this shit by the rounds (Homixide, Homixide) Get down and lay down or you gon' drown (Homixide, Homixide) It's a Glock on my hip (what?), it hold 30 rounds What? Huh I'm servin' that Nino Brown I'm servin' that- Uh, I'm servin' that Nino Brown (beep, beep) I'm servin' that Nino Brown We're servin' that Nino Brown We're shippin' that shit out of town Homixide Free problem and demon, bitch Homixide Gang, bitch Yeah Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide Gang
Writer(s): Demetrius Chatman Jr, Keyon Thomas Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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