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[Homixide Beno!]
Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide
Y'all are now tuning into my nigga Artist, fuck nigga
What? What? What? What? What? What? What? (Homixide, Homixide)
(What?) Homixide
(What?)
[Homicide Beno!]
Purple shit in my cup (What?)
I ride in black truck (What?)
Yeah, she said she wanna fuck (What?)
Yeah, I'm on these drugs for tonight, so you know what's up
You know these jeans, they fit me tight, but this Glock is tucked
Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide
Y'all are now tuning into my nigga Artist, fuck nigga
What? What? What? What? What? What? What? (Homixide, Homixide)
(What?) Homixide
(What?)
[Homicide Beno!]
Purple shit in my cup (What?)
I ride in black truck (What?)
Yeah, she said she wanna fuck (What?)
Yeah, I'm on these drugs for tonight, so you know what's up
You know these jeans, they fit me tight, but this Glock is tucked
[Homixide Beno!]
You know there's switches on these glizzies, so don't try to run up (Try to run up)
(Homixide, Homixide, what?)
Got the pack gone, I ain't flip the bitch
Snotty my .9, he ain't notice it (Snotty)
Callin' my phone, I ain't on the bitch (Ha)
Homixide Gang really run shit (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)
Homixide Gang really run shit (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)
Homixide Gang really run shit (What?)
Walk the boy down with the loaded kick (What?)
VVS stones in my necklace (What?)
I'm thinkin' 'bout coppin' the Jag' (Coppin' the Jag')
You know it's gon' come with the low kit
[Homixide Meechie]
Lil' bro in the back make it spit (Frr)
We spent different racks on Givenchy
'Cause we don't give a fuck 'bout the price, yeah, we'll spend it (Shit)
Wipe it up, VVS hittin'
All of my niggas is shiesty, know that they snotty (Snotty)
Vetements, the boots, or Balenci'
Like oversized fit, it keep the thirty round from pokin' (What?)
Snotty got the drank, pourin' up cream soda (What?)
'Bout the shit, bout the case, our spots be loaded
Claim you snot, no you not, boy, nobody know you (What? Ha)
[Homicide Beno!]
Purple shit in my cup (What?)
I ride in black truck (What?)
Yeah, she said she wanna fuck (What?)
Yeah, I'm on these drugs for tonight, so you know what's up
You know these jeans, they fit me tight, but this Glock is tucked
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