I got homies really fuck with me, some homies that don´t (Homies that don´t)
I got homies that ran off on me, some homies that won´t (Homies that won´t) I got killers that murk families, I got killers that won´t (Nah) Bunch of thug niggas and drug dillers we family at most I know niggas know who told us, they won´t do nothing ´bout it (Goofy) So they get ´round some hoes wanna act like they ´bout it (Pussy) He ain´t with it, would´ve never took that seven like Bobby (Ah-ah-ahh) Best part of 2020 that a nigga made it out it (Yeah) I got homies really fuck with me, some homies that don´t (Some homies that) I got homies that ran off on me, some homies that won´t (I got some homies)
I got killers that murk families, I got killers that won´t (I got some killers, yeah) Bunch of thug niggas and drug dillers we family at most (Big Zoovie)
Yeah, brought a wedding ring from my pop, bitch I´m arrogant (Yeah) Fuck Uncle Sam, I´mma trap for my salary (Yeah) Break it down in vegetables, stacking up my celery (Yeah) "Why this nigga still here?" I guess these niggas mad at me I bring it to your front door, pussy, if you at-ing me (Pussy) Fuck the bitch real slow, watching for my calories And I hold my block down, fuck who got it after me (Twelve)
On some gang shit, bout it, bout it, bitch I´m Master P All that lame shit, rowdy, rowdy, put your ass to sleep I just bought a chopper with a fifty it be quick to reach (Yeah) I just hit my papi off a burner he be quick to speak (Brrrr, hallo) Told him if I send him 250, send me six a week
I got homies really fuck with me, some homies that don´t (I do) I got homies that ran off on me, some homies that won´t (I got homies that won´t, yeah) I got killers that murk families, I got killers that won´t (Yeah) Bunch of thug niggas and drug dillers we family at most
I know niggas know who told us, they won´t do nothing ´bout it (Goofy) So they get ´round some hoes wanna act like they ´bout it (Pussy) He ain´t with it, would´ve never took that seven like Bobby (Ah-ah-ahh) Best part of 2020 that a nigga made it out it (Yeah)
I got homies who got weed, I got homies who don´t (I got homies who don´t) I got homies who got pills, I got homies who don´t (I got homies who don´t) I got bitches who take charges, I got bitches who don´t (I got bitches who won´t) I got bitches that be driving homie, kicking your door Niggas trapping every season, treat that bitch like a sport
Walk up on a nigga, we ain´t sliding no more Shoot at nigga out the window, we ain´t sliding no door Know what happened to your man, he ain´t sliding for bro (Pussy)