Money Making Mose$ Chetta

[Hook]
[?] call the homicide
[?] call the homicide
[?] call the homicide

[Verse 1: Chetta]
Shaking up my fanta
Now I'm glowing (glown)
Roll up my joint, it looks Samoan
Faded off these xans and now I'm loaded
Chasing all this cash done got me focussed
Kill em' when I see em
Homicide for any reason
I can never try to beat em
Could my swagger of the deep end
I've been at the swimming sharks while you at the bottom feeding
Pourin' lean in baby bottles
Since an infant, I've been fiending
Smoking with my demons
Cooling with a good Kashi catching all my semen
Feeling like bo flex, flexin' four seasons
Real life shit got me feeling like I'm dreaming
Lost in my feelings

[Hook]
[?] call the homicide
[?] call the homicide
[?] call the homicide