Still Be Homies WESTSIDE BOOGIE

[Intro: Boogie]
Yeah-yeah, uh
Forever fucking with my homies
I swear I’m, forever fucking with my homies
Shit, my niggas here right now, matter-fact
Thirst, thirst, Thirst 48, uh

[Verse One: Boogie]
Okay, back when I was off, had my back to all my flaws
Rather backed into a corner just from backing up my dogs, uh
Shit, them still my niggas, I never show no doubt
Never picking on my clique ‘cause niggas understand this route
Throwing out this message, I’m hoping that y’all catch it
Fuck with niggas when they loyal, even times when they get desperate
My niggas extra, but some got cut off in a nigga path, them niggas trash
If they ain’t growing with you, cut they midget ass, that’s real shit
We like 50 niggas deep (?), uh
I’m just praying one of you fuck niggas don’t trip
‘Cause we accustomed to the thugging, we ain’t budging
Niggas dumping at the function for the fact that they ain’t want it
We like “fuck it though” ’cause what the fuck is going on out here?
What the fuck these niggas doing out here?
This shit crazy how your main homie probably wanna switch up
You think your enemy gon’ pop and now he tryna clique up
That shit weak