Lifestyle
(Star Boy, you're my hero)
Homixide
What? What? What?
What? What? What? What?
Homixide, Homixide
Uh, yeah, Snotty snuck the Glock in
Uh, yeah, Snotty snuck the Glock in
Uh, yeah, smashed out Ferrari
Uh, yeah, or I skrrt the 'Rari
Uh, yeah, I'm pissin' out lean (lean)
Uh, yeah, I can not stop it (stop me)
Uh, yeah, my bitch wear Celine (what?)
Uh, yeah, my right pocket sloppy (what? What?)
Uh, yeah, Snotty snuck the Glock in
Uh, yeah, Snotty snuck the Glock in
Uh, yeah, smashed out Ferrari
Uh, yeah, or I skrrt the 'Rari
Uh, yeah, I'm pissin' out lean (lean)
Uh, yeah, I can not stop it (stop me)
Uh, yeah, my bitch wear Celine (what?)
Uh, yeah, my right pocket sloppy (what? What?)
A nigga try to copy, they know they can't copy (Homixide, Homixide)
I walked down that boy then I hit him in his noggin
7.62, let's get it (7.62 let's)
I switched up my car, then I hopped in the Demon (what?)
7.62, let's get it, yeah
I switched up my car, then I hopped in the Demon
Yeah, we got Pakistan sticks, shoot missiles
I popped me a X, I got meds in my system
Might call up Meech' to hit some nigga
My brothers like spinnin', you know that I'm feelin' that
Shit gon' catch a stench
Snotty, might cross 'em out, ayy, ayy
Bit gon' go wipin' down shit
However, we have 'em, we walk out with racks
We be on opioids, bitch
Snotty can't find me no Tris'
All the bros got them a cup (gang)
We in here sippin' on red
J5, he popped a G6
He roll up and spark up the Hench (gang)
The upside-down crosses, baguettes
VS1 diamonds, shit hit
Homixide, Homixide (gang)
Uh, yeah, Snotty snuck the Glock in
Uh, yeah, Snotty snuck the Glock in
Uh, yeah, smashed out Ferrari
Uh, yeah, or I skrrt the 'Rari
Uh, yeah, I'm pissin' out lean (lean)
Uh, yeah, I can not stop it (stop me)
Uh, yeah, my bitch wear Celine (what?)
Uh, yeah, my right pocket sloppy (what? What?)
Uh, yeah, Snotty snuck the Glock in
Uh, yeah, Snotty snuck the Glock in
Uh, yeah, smashed out Ferrari
Uh, yeah, or I skrrt the 'Rari
Uh, yeah, I'm pissin' out lean (lean)
Uh, yeah, I can not stop it (stop me)
Uh, yeah, my bitch wear Celine (what?)
Uh, yeah, my right pocket sloppy (what? What?)
Yeah, a nigga try to copy, they know they can't copy
Homixide
What? What? What?
What? What? What? What?
Homixide, Homixide
Uh, yeah, Snotty snuck the Glock in
Uh, yeah, Snotty snuck the Glock in
Uh, yeah, smashed out Ferrari
Uh, yeah, or I skrrt the 'Rari
Uh, yeah, I'm pissin' out lean (lean)
Uh, yeah, I can not stop it (stop me)
Uh, yeah, my bitch wear Celine (what?)
Uh, yeah, my right pocket sloppy (what? What?)
Uh, yeah, Snotty snuck the Glock in
Uh, yeah, Snotty snuck the Glock in
Uh, yeah, smashed out Ferrari
Uh, yeah, or I skrrt the 'Rari
Uh, yeah, I'm pissin' out lean (lean)
Uh, yeah, I can not stop it (stop me)
Uh, yeah, my bitch wear Celine (what?)
Uh, yeah, my right pocket sloppy (what? What?)
A nigga try to copy, they know they can't copy (Homixide, Homixide)
I walked down that boy then I hit him in his noggin
7.62, let's get it (7.62 let's)
I switched up my car, then I hopped in the Demon (what?)
7.62, let's get it, yeah
I switched up my car, then I hopped in the Demon
Yeah, we got Pakistan sticks, shoot missiles
I popped me a X, I got meds in my system
Might call up Meech' to hit some nigga
My brothers like spinnin', you know that I'm feelin' that
Shit gon' catch a stench
Snotty, might cross 'em out, ayy, ayy
Bit gon' go wipin' down shit
However, we have 'em, we walk out with racks
We be on opioids, bitch
Snotty can't find me no Tris'
All the bros got them a cup (gang)
We in here sippin' on red
J5, he popped a G6
He roll up and spark up the Hench (gang)
The upside-down crosses, baguettes
VS1 diamonds, shit hit
Homixide, Homixide (gang)
Uh, yeah, Snotty snuck the Glock in
Uh, yeah, Snotty snuck the Glock in
Uh, yeah, smashed out Ferrari
Uh, yeah, or I skrrt the 'Rari
Uh, yeah, I'm pissin' out lean (lean)
Uh, yeah, I can not stop it (stop me)
Uh, yeah, my bitch wear Celine (what?)
Uh, yeah, my right pocket sloppy (what? What?)
Uh, yeah, Snotty snuck the Glock in
Uh, yeah, Snotty snuck the Glock in
Uh, yeah, smashed out Ferrari
Uh, yeah, or I skrrt the 'Rari
Uh, yeah, I'm pissin' out lean (lean)
Uh, yeah, I can not stop it (stop me)
Uh, yeah, my bitch wear Celine (what?)
Uh, yeah, my right pocket sloppy (what? What?)
Yeah, a nigga try to copy, they know they can't copy
Credits
Writer(s): Tobias Dekker, Anton Martin Mendo, Jung Yean Cho, Demetrius Jr. Chatman, Keyon Thomas
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