Fuck Yo Homie Dead

Yeah bitch now know what, you think I'm pussy
Boy you smoking dope
You ain't on my level
Talk to me when you become a better
Dad for your kid bitch nigga
You know where I live if you don't like what I'm saying
Pull up and get yo head bust bitch

Fuck yo homie dead
Fuck yo homie dead
Fuck yo homie dead
Yeah lil stupid bitch I said it
Fuck yo homie dead
Fuck yo homie dead
Fuck yo homie dead
Fuck yo homie dead
yeah
Fuck yo homie dead
Fuck yo homie dead
Fuck yo homie dead
Yeah lil stupid bitch I said it
Fuck yo homie dead
Fuck yo homie dead
Fuck yo homie dead
Fuck yo homie dead

Yeah yeah

Don't let me catch you lacking
Creep up on yo block and them pistols start clapping
I'm never lacking
Got your bitch blowing up my phone
Boy that shit nerve-racking
Don't say you ran me out my city
Boy stop all that fucking capping
When I see yo ass you better start running
Cuz soon as I up that bitch boy you know that I'm dumping
You won't make it out alive cuz you a dear that I'm hunting
And I don't have to do shit cuz i know my steppers coming to get the money
And I'll put you in a boxes if you think that I'm stunning

Nigga

Aye aye aye

Fuck yo homie dead
Fuck yo homie dead
Fuck yo homie dead
Yeah lil stupid bitch I said it
Fuck yo homie dead
Fuck yo homie dead
Fuck yo homie dead
Fuck yo homie dead
Yeah
Fuck yo homie dead
Fuck yo homie dead
Fuck yo homie dead
Yeah lil stupid bitch I said it
Fuck yo homie dead
Fuck yo homie dead
Fuck yo homie dead
Fuck yo homie dead



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Writer(s): Ajarey Shotwell
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