Homicide
Step up on the scene super mean
I be feeling geeked
Know these niggas pussy they ain't about it
They so fucking weak
How you looking towards my way without it
You can't fuck with me
Put him in the dirt his momma crying
Now he on a tee
Twelve crossed the spot I got a body
Now I'm on the flee
Do my money dance rubber bands round these bands
Baby you a freak you don't got to use no hands
When you twerking on the stand you could do it if you can
Since I was a youngin I was taught to get a bag
Baby all I ever knew was how to get it fast
Most my niggas ghetto they ain't got no fucking class
I was never in the class roaming halls with the pass
Die about my niggas I'll get up on your ass
Living too fast race car zoom past
Baby I can't lie you turned my heart ice cold
So I'm fucking different bitches and I'm sticking to the code
I can never love another sold the devil my soul
Lookin death inside the eyes I can see the other side
Take me off this earth it's gone be a homicide
Be a homicide it's gone be a homicide (Be a homicide)
How the fuck you say you real but steady actin fake
Talking out yo neck then we pull up with them kays
Nigga you a pig you be talking to the jays
I be smoking on exotic it's too strong I can't taste
Can't give no bitch my love shit my heart locked away
Nigga try me he gon get the beats like Dr. Dre
Choppa hit a nigga make him do the Harlem shake
I want a big ass crib with a yard and a gate
I been tryna get this money I ain't got no time to wait
AR got a scope shoot a nigga a mile away
Niggas talking like a bitch I think they kinda gay
I'm coo with them killers that'll end yo whole day
How the fuck did she suck my dick and she your whole bae?
Got sum drank in my cup nigga this ain't OJ
If the pigs get behind us then nigga I'm OJ
If you ain't talking money then nigga I'm okay
Fucked a thick bitch then I scammed chipotle
Spanish bitch sucking dick like olay
Dior on my feet my nigga Lil nigga not jays
I be feeling geeked
Know these niggas pussy they ain't about it
They so fucking weak
How you looking towards my way without it
You can't fuck with me
Put him in the dirt his momma crying
Now he on a tee
Twelve crossed the spot I got a body
Now I'm on the flee
Do my money dance rubber bands round these bands
Baby you a freak you don't got to use no hands
When you twerking on the stand you could do it if you can
Since I was a youngin I was taught to get a bag
Baby all I ever knew was how to get it fast
Most my niggas ghetto they ain't got no fucking class
I was never in the class roaming halls with the pass
Die about my niggas I'll get up on your ass
Living too fast race car zoom past
Baby I can't lie you turned my heart ice cold
So I'm fucking different bitches and I'm sticking to the code
I can never love another sold the devil my soul
Lookin death inside the eyes I can see the other side
Take me off this earth it's gone be a homicide
Be a homicide it's gone be a homicide (Be a homicide)
How the fuck you say you real but steady actin fake
Talking out yo neck then we pull up with them kays
Nigga you a pig you be talking to the jays
I be smoking on exotic it's too strong I can't taste
Can't give no bitch my love shit my heart locked away
Nigga try me he gon get the beats like Dr. Dre
Choppa hit a nigga make him do the Harlem shake
I want a big ass crib with a yard and a gate
I been tryna get this money I ain't got no time to wait
AR got a scope shoot a nigga a mile away
Niggas talking like a bitch I think they kinda gay
I'm coo with them killers that'll end yo whole day
How the fuck did she suck my dick and she your whole bae?
Got sum drank in my cup nigga this ain't OJ
If the pigs get behind us then nigga I'm OJ
If you ain't talking money then nigga I'm okay
Fucked a thick bitch then I scammed chipotle
Spanish bitch sucking dick like olay
Dior on my feet my nigga Lil nigga not jays
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Writer(s): Justin Moore
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