The LifeStyle! Homixide Gang
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[Intro: Homixide Beno!]
(Richxxzno)
Hahaha
(Homixide the motherfucking lifestyle)
[Chorus: Homixide Beno!]
Yeah, she calling my phone, I'm stuck in my zone, I'm tryna' get it
Stackin' this paper get riches (What?)
We slidin' the coupe, it's tinted (Slidin', slidin', slidin')
Dime bag got new titties (New titties)
Tray loads we gon' empty (Bah)
Snotty got them switches, having Draco and extension (What?)
Try to cross me you in trouble, run up on me, I'ma buss (Buss)
Five shots to your face, ain't no talking or discussion
Hellcat ain't got no break (Skrrt, skrrt), I stomp the gas and just get rushin' (Skrrt, skrrt)
I got a fine little bitch (What? What? What? What?), got a twin and they Russian
[Verse: Homixide Beno! & Homixide Meechie ]
I walk shit, not even trying (Not even trying)
The Glock 10, yeah, it's mine (Yeah, it's mine)
Man, Snotty beat the block down (What?), we having cameras don't pick up the blinds
Walk up to the side door
He ain’t even spin a block, if you see the driveway to full
I think my mind gone, he ain't put a boy on the plate, fit his ass [?]
Cooking up that old, [?] my phone, like damn I dumped last year with J good
Like who can you trust? Just trap and gon' rush, you up and you bust (Ah, yeah)
Yeah, them youngins' gon' spin, spin, they don't give a fuck, they dump in a truck, them youngins' gon' spin, spin
(Richxxzno)
Hahaha
(Homixide the motherfucking lifestyle)
[Chorus: Homixide Beno!]
Yeah, she calling my phone, I'm stuck in my zone, I'm tryna' get it
Stackin' this paper get riches (What?)
We slidin' the coupe, it's tinted (Slidin', slidin', slidin')
Dime bag got new titties (New titties)
Tray loads we gon' empty (Bah)
Snotty got them switches, having Draco and extension (What?)
Try to cross me you in trouble, run up on me, I'ma buss (Buss)
Five shots to your face, ain't no talking or discussion
Hellcat ain't got no break (Skrrt, skrrt), I stomp the gas and just get rushin' (Skrrt, skrrt)
I got a fine little bitch (What? What? What? What?), got a twin and they Russian
[Verse: Homixide Beno! & Homixide Meechie ]
I walk shit, not even trying (Not even trying)
The Glock 10, yeah, it's mine (Yeah, it's mine)
Man, Snotty beat the block down (What?), we having cameras don't pick up the blinds
Walk up to the side door
He ain’t even spin a block, if you see the driveway to full
I think my mind gone, he ain't put a boy on the plate, fit his ass [?]
Cooking up that old, [?] my phone, like damn I dumped last year with J good
Like who can you trust? Just trap and gon' rush, you up and you bust (Ah, yeah)
Yeah, them youngins' gon' spin, spin, they don't give a fuck, they dump in a truck, them youngins' gon' spin, spin
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