Dead Homies Young Thug (Ft. OG Boo Dirty)

[Intro: Young Thug]
(Wheezy beats)
For real, for real, for real, for real, for real
Yeah, Thugga
Real spit, pay attention, lil' nigga

[Chorus: Young Thug]
I'ma ride for the dead homie (Skrrt)
If you die, you a scared homie (Pussy)
Motha-mothafuck the feds, homie (Fuck 'em, fuck 'em)
Nigga, run up all the bread, homie (Run it up)
Nigga ridin' like a peg, homie (Skrrt)
Nigga rollin' up the dead homie (Rollin')
Nigga bleedin' on the dead homie (Bleedin')
Stack the cheddar, stack the cheese on the rest, homie (Yeah)
Dead homies (Woo), that's on dead homies (Slatt, slatt)
Homies (Homies), I put it on my dead homies (Homies)
Homie (Yeah)
Homies, homies, homies, homies (Hee), homie
I put it on my dead homies, homies (Yeah)
I put it on my, put it on my, put it on my dead homies (Hee, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
For real, for real, for real, for real, for real (For real, for real, for real, for real, for real)
I'm trained to kill, I'm goin' at your ceil' (Yeah, oh yeah)
Popped a pill, I don't wanna sign a deal (No, oh no)
Nigga money stacked up like he climbed a hill (Woo)
The streets don't love you, don't love me (Blatt)
You trick or you treat (Treat)
Let's play hide and go seek (Yeah)
Baby, bring me the key (The key)
I was right up the street (Right up the street)
'Bout to pull a kick door ('Bout to pull a kick door)
Make 'em run out they Gs (Make 'em run out they bands)
I'm a gangster, my balls hang (Sheesh)
I got brothers, they all bang (Yeah)
And my sisters do the same thing (Why?)
'Cause they kin to the main mane (Hee)
Before I was rich, I had real stain (Racks)
Before this rap shit, I had real plans (I swear)
I just bought all the Balmains (And what?)
Yes, I just spent the whole plain (Swear, I promise)