Lyrics: Keyon Thomas/Demetrius Chatman/Cade Phillip Blodgett/Sean Crowley
Music: Keyon Thomas/Demetrius Chatman/Cade Phillip Blodgett/Sean Crowley
[Intro: Homixide Beno! & Homixide Meechie]
Yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, nigga
New shit, I ain't gonna make a fool of no nigga
Are we ****ing coming in this AG I'll murder anyone
[ Chorus : Homixide Beno!]
Yeah, Yeah Balenciaga shoes cost a months rent
Yeah, Yeah 40 pointer chain like a sunset
Yeah , Yeah I just got a hammer and a placement
Yeah, Yeah if I duck my fire no replacement
[Verse 1 : Homixide Beno!]
Yeah, Yeah I'm a real Don Dada
My bro a rasta he a real top shotta
Blow ya dreads off , take the wheels off your honda
Purple Trackhawk they can never get behind us ( Skrtt)
Save the audemar for the timing
I ain't go to elliot , bitch wafi got me shining
When I die bury in some Chrome Heart diamonds
Shoot you down nigga I'm the chrome heart slimer
Hide ya crib put that lil shit up before we find ya
Pick ya mans up
Pick ya mans up
Pick ya mans up
Pick ya mans up
Pick ya mans up
Pick ya mans up ( Alright )
Pick ya mans up ( Alright)
Pick ya mans up ( Alright)
Pick ya mans up ( Woo)
Pick ya mans up ( Alright)
Pick ya mans up
( Oh, fire )
Pick ya mans up ( Alright )
[ Pre-Chorus : Homixide Beno!]
Yeah, Yeah ( Yeah, Yeah )
I just popped a seal worth a nigga whole life
Oh yeah, yeah ( yeah, yeah)
I just popped a 50 make me worth ya whole life
[ Chorus : Homixide Beno!]
Yeah, Yeah Balenciaga shoes cost a months rent
Yeah, Yeah 40 pointer chain like a sunset
Yeah , Yeah I just got a hammer and a placement
Yeah, Yeah if I duck my fire no replacement
[ Verse 2 : Homixide Meechie!]
Yeah, Yeah all these ****ing diamonds got me seasick , yeah never penny pinchin' that's that cheap shit
I don't play with none of my boys we leave shit leakin' , she blowin' my phone that's how I know that lil bitch needy
She said she from Atlanta , and the way she poppin that shit on me she could have been a dancer
Double CC , Double GG
I'm uppin' her standarts , no sprite so I poured up in the fanta
Yeah where the money at? They said he looking for it , It ain't that hard to find us
Yeah, Yeah ( Yeah ) , Everyday we spillin' on 'em
Make her eat it up , I got a bitch who match my fye I told her keep it up
It ain't no collin' off I'm with my brother heat it up
Fine Shit make her eat up drugs , what the ****
Rockstar swag I got choppa bullets on my belt , she a rolling stone start her day off poppin pills
We get lost in the hills or get lost in the yams
The money make , the money make the world go round
[ Pre-Chorus : Homixide Beno!]
Yeah, Yeah ( Yeah, Yeah )
I just popped a seal worth a nigga whole life ( Whole Life )
Oh yeah, yeah ( yeah, yeah)
I just popped a 50 make me worth ya whole life
[ Chorus : Homixide Beno!]
Yeah, Yeah Balenciaga shoes cost a months rent
Yeah, Yeah 40 pointer chain like a sunset
Yeah , Yeah I just got a hammer and a placement
Yeah, Yeah if I duck my fire no replacement
Yeah yeah
( Yeah Yeah )