DAMN HOMIE (feat. Lil Yachty) (Paused)
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Uh-uh, yeah, uh
He shot first when we get back
Shoot up the party, we fuck up the kickback
I have my niggas pull up where you live at
And my niggas purgin', we hop out Suburbans like Kyrie Irving by the way I'ma spin back
I feel like a waiter, these bullets I'm servin', I pull that bitch out then I aim at your six-pack
Servin' these bullets, I heard it was Christmas, we decorate your block with bullets
I put on my mask and I put on my hoodie, I pray to God that nobody got the footage
I'm pullin' up slow and I roll down the window, I catch me an opp, I'm not afraid to pull it
And we givin' him shots like a camera
Just like the picture, you know that boy yvngxchris took it (yeah, yvngxchris took it)
If you scared, get a dog, nigga
Shoot him in his leg and I told him, "Shake it off, nigga"
Do that nigga like Dwayne, I'ma get him rocked, nigga
You ain't really nothin' but a Shade Room blog nigga
Take her back to telly, get her gone with him
Tryna get a milf, might as well bring your mom with you
Put that bitch up on the bed, then I long dick her
Take a nigga whip, back then, used to rob niggas
Yeah, way back then, used to rock niggas
Way back then, used to do what I had to
Nowadays, I got a thousand of bitches but way back when, I was broke, I just had to-
Damn, homie
In high school, bitch, I'm the man, homie
This shit is lit
Now I'm rockin' the Belacartes with the Rick
Yeah, my money be flippin', twerkin', do a split
I'ma cut that boy like a surgeon, he a bitch
Or just put that lil' bag on your head, you get hit
They was just hatin', now on my dick
(Got Johnny Dang, all on my wrist)
Cop me a chain, it cost a brick
Shorty a fan, she want a pic'
And I'm rockin' designer, I drop me a couple of bands on this fit
Why that boy in the house like he Cory? He postin' 'em bands on his story, that boy is a lick
I don't talk, better talk to the .40, I link with your shorty, that thot finna give me the spits
I'm droppin' a bag when I'm shoppin', when that nigga yvngxchris walk in, these niggas turn bitch
Do it myself, no assist (on God)
Walk in that bitch with a limp, told that bitch, "I don't kiss"
Knowin' I'm genius at least (cap)
Got my lil' dawg or a lawyer to put him in a blitz
Knowin' he'll still do a bid (yeah)
But them folks was givin' 'em death, so anything is better than that (oh)
I want my dog and a cat (ice)
Post cellphones, all both, thank God I ain't stuck in the trap, I used to scam before rap (damn)
Rich hill sticks, got a cost on chops (damn)
I just got me a switch, might go buy me a bitch (damn)
Diamond on bands, offset, four on spot
Belly up in the Ritz, I fell in love with my wrist (ee)
Twenty-four years, I stomped on Earth, I ain't ask for shit, ain't have a pot for piss
I sleep with one eye wide, my pride Tim Tebow slick
I be finessin' a lick
It's us, you know that, ahh
He shot first when we get back
Shoot up the party, we fuck up the kickback
I have my niggas pull up where you live at
And my niggas purgin', we hop out Suburbans like Kyrie Irving by the way I'ma spin back
I feel like a waiter, these bullets I'm servin', I pull that bitch out then I aim at your six-pack
Servin' these bullets, I heard it was Christmas, we decorate your block with bullets
I put on my mask and I put on my hoodie, I pray to God that nobody got the footage
I'm pullin' up slow and I roll down the window, I catch me an opp, I'm not afraid to pull it
And we givin' him shots like a camera
Just like the picture, you know that boy yvngxchris took it (yeah, yvngxchris took it)
If you scared, get a dog, nigga
Shoot him in his leg and I told him, "Shake it off, nigga"
Do that nigga like Dwayne, I'ma get him rocked, nigga
You ain't really nothin' but a Shade Room blog nigga
Take her back to telly, get her gone with him
Tryna get a milf, might as well bring your mom with you
Put that bitch up on the bed, then I long dick her
Take a nigga whip, back then, used to rob niggas
Yeah, way back then, used to rock niggas
Way back then, used to do what I had to
Nowadays, I got a thousand of bitches but way back when, I was broke, I just had to-
Damn, homie
In high school, bitch, I'm the man, homie
This shit is lit
Now I'm rockin' the Belacartes with the Rick
Yeah, my money be flippin', twerkin', do a split
I'ma cut that boy like a surgeon, he a bitch
Or just put that lil' bag on your head, you get hit
They was just hatin', now on my dick
(Got Johnny Dang, all on my wrist)
Cop me a chain, it cost a brick
Shorty a fan, she want a pic'
And I'm rockin' designer, I drop me a couple of bands on this fit
Why that boy in the house like he Cory? He postin' 'em bands on his story, that boy is a lick
I don't talk, better talk to the .40, I link with your shorty, that thot finna give me the spits
I'm droppin' a bag when I'm shoppin', when that nigga yvngxchris walk in, these niggas turn bitch
Do it myself, no assist (on God)
Walk in that bitch with a limp, told that bitch, "I don't kiss"
Knowin' I'm genius at least (cap)
Got my lil' dawg or a lawyer to put him in a blitz
Knowin' he'll still do a bid (yeah)
But them folks was givin' 'em death, so anything is better than that (oh)
I want my dog and a cat (ice)
Post cellphones, all both, thank God I ain't stuck in the trap, I used to scam before rap (damn)
Rich hill sticks, got a cost on chops (damn)
I just got me a switch, might go buy me a bitch (damn)
Diamond on bands, offset, four on spot
Belly up in the Ritz, I fell in love with my wrist (ee)
Twenty-four years, I stomped on Earth, I ain't ask for shit, ain't have a pot for piss
I sleep with one eye wide, my pride Tim Tebow slick
I be finessin' a lick
It's us, you know that, ahh
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:07.54] Uh-uh, yeah, uh
[00:09.46] He shot first when we get back
[00:10.81] Shoot up the party, we fuck up the kickback
[00:12.86] I have my niggas pull up where you live at
[00:14.68] And my niggas purgin', we hop out Suburbans like Kyrie Irving by the way I'ma spin back
[00:18.26] I feel like a waiter, these bullets I'm servin', I pull that bitch out then I aim at your six-pack
[00:22.15] Servin' these bullets, I heard it was Christmas, we decorate your block with bullets
[00:25.13] I put on my mask and I put on my hoodie, I pray to God that nobody got the footage
[00:28.74] I'm pullin' up slow and I roll down the window, I catch me an opp, I'm not afraid to pull it
[00:32.61] And we givin' him shots like a camera
[00:33.98] Just like the picture, you know that boy yvngxchris took it (yeah, yvngxchris took it)
[00:37.54] If you scared, get a dog, nigga
[00:38.69] Shoot him in his leg and I told him, "Shake it off, nigga"
[00:40.33] Do that nigga like Dwayne, I'ma get him rocked, nigga
[00:42.18] You ain't really nothin' but a Shade Room blog nigga
[00:44.31] Take her back to telly, get her gone with him
[00:46.06] Tryna get a milf, might as well bring your mom with you
[00:47.95] Put that bitch up on the bed, then I long dick her
[00:49.66] Take a nigga whip, back then, used to rob niggas
[00:51.32] Yeah, way back then, used to rock niggas
[00:53.25] Way back then, used to do what I had to
[00:55.33] Nowadays, I got a thousand of bitches but way back when, I was broke, I just had to-
[00:58.92] Damn, homie
[01:01.24] In high school, bitch, I'm the man, homie
[01:04.70] This shit is lit
[01:05.60] Now I'm rockin' the Belacartes with the Rick
[01:07.52] Yeah, my money be flippin', twerkin', do a split
[01:09.32] I'ma cut that boy like a surgeon, he a bitch
[01:11.13] Or just put that lil' bag on your head, you get hit
[01:13.39] They was just hatin', now on my dick
[01:15.28] (Got Johnny Dang, all on my wrist)
[01:16.88] Cop me a chain, it cost a brick
[01:18.86] Shorty a fan, she want a pic'
[01:20.40] And I'm rockin' designer, I drop me a couple of bands on this fit
[01:23.13] Why that boy in the house like he Cory? He postin' 'em bands on his story, that boy is a lick
[01:26.84] I don't talk, better talk to the .40, I link with your shorty, that thot finna give me the spits
[01:30.56] I'm droppin' a bag when I'm shoppin', when that nigga yvngxchris walk in, these niggas turn bitch
[01:34.39] Do it myself, no assist (on God)
[01:35.88] Walk in that bitch with a limp, told that bitch, "I don't kiss"
[01:38.10] Knowin' I'm genius at least (cap)
[01:39.49] Got my lil' dawg or a lawyer to put him in a blitz
[01:41.76] Knowin' he'll still do a bid (yeah)
[01:43.04] But them folks was givin' 'em death, so anything is better than that (oh)
[01:45.59] I want my dog and a cat (ice)
[01:46.99] Post cellphones, all both, thank God I ain't stuck in the trap, I used to scam before rap (damn)
[01:50.63] Rich hill sticks, got a cost on chops (damn)
[01:52.20] I just got me a switch, might go buy me a bitch (damn)
[01:54.26] Diamond on bands, offset, four on spot
[01:55.99] Belly up in the Ritz, I fell in love with my wrist (ee)
[01:57.87] Twenty-four years, I stomped on Earth, I ain't ask for shit, ain't have a pot for piss
[02:01.59] I sleep with one eye wide, my pride Tim Tebow slick
[02:04.04] I be finessin' a lick
[02:06.70] It's us, you know that, ahh
[02:13.31]
[00:09.46] He shot first when we get back
[00:10.81] Shoot up the party, we fuck up the kickback
[00:12.86] I have my niggas pull up where you live at
[00:14.68] And my niggas purgin', we hop out Suburbans like Kyrie Irving by the way I'ma spin back
[00:18.26] I feel like a waiter, these bullets I'm servin', I pull that bitch out then I aim at your six-pack
[00:22.15] Servin' these bullets, I heard it was Christmas, we decorate your block with bullets
[00:25.13] I put on my mask and I put on my hoodie, I pray to God that nobody got the footage
[00:28.74] I'm pullin' up slow and I roll down the window, I catch me an opp, I'm not afraid to pull it
[00:32.61] And we givin' him shots like a camera
[00:33.98] Just like the picture, you know that boy yvngxchris took it (yeah, yvngxchris took it)
[00:37.54] If you scared, get a dog, nigga
[00:38.69] Shoot him in his leg and I told him, "Shake it off, nigga"
[00:40.33] Do that nigga like Dwayne, I'ma get him rocked, nigga
[00:42.18] You ain't really nothin' but a Shade Room blog nigga
[00:44.31] Take her back to telly, get her gone with him
[00:46.06] Tryna get a milf, might as well bring your mom with you
[00:47.95] Put that bitch up on the bed, then I long dick her
[00:49.66] Take a nigga whip, back then, used to rob niggas
[00:51.32] Yeah, way back then, used to rock niggas
[00:53.25] Way back then, used to do what I had to
[00:55.33] Nowadays, I got a thousand of bitches but way back when, I was broke, I just had to-
[00:58.92] Damn, homie
[01:01.24] In high school, bitch, I'm the man, homie
[01:04.70] This shit is lit
[01:05.60] Now I'm rockin' the Belacartes with the Rick
[01:07.52] Yeah, my money be flippin', twerkin', do a split
[01:09.32] I'ma cut that boy like a surgeon, he a bitch
[01:11.13] Or just put that lil' bag on your head, you get hit
[01:13.39] They was just hatin', now on my dick
[01:15.28] (Got Johnny Dang, all on my wrist)
[01:16.88] Cop me a chain, it cost a brick
[01:18.86] Shorty a fan, she want a pic'
[01:20.40] And I'm rockin' designer, I drop me a couple of bands on this fit
[01:23.13] Why that boy in the house like he Cory? He postin' 'em bands on his story, that boy is a lick
[01:26.84] I don't talk, better talk to the .40, I link with your shorty, that thot finna give me the spits
[01:30.56] I'm droppin' a bag when I'm shoppin', when that nigga yvngxchris walk in, these niggas turn bitch
[01:34.39] Do it myself, no assist (on God)
[01:35.88] Walk in that bitch with a limp, told that bitch, "I don't kiss"
[01:38.10] Knowin' I'm genius at least (cap)
[01:39.49] Got my lil' dawg or a lawyer to put him in a blitz
[01:41.76] Knowin' he'll still do a bid (yeah)
[01:43.04] But them folks was givin' 'em death, so anything is better than that (oh)
[01:45.59] I want my dog and a cat (ice)
[01:46.99] Post cellphones, all both, thank God I ain't stuck in the trap, I used to scam before rap (damn)
[01:50.63] Rich hill sticks, got a cost on chops (damn)
[01:52.20] I just got me a switch, might go buy me a bitch (damn)
[01:54.26] Diamond on bands, offset, four on spot
[01:55.99] Belly up in the Ritz, I fell in love with my wrist (ee)
[01:57.87] Twenty-four years, I stomped on Earth, I ain't ask for shit, ain't have a pot for piss
[02:01.59] I sleep with one eye wide, my pride Tim Tebow slick
[02:04.04] I be finessin' a lick
[02:06.70] It's us, you know that, ahh
[02:13.31]