SRT lyrics

[Intro: Homixide Meechie]
sh*t
Homixide, Homixide
sh*t
Homixide, Homixide

[Chorus: Homixide Meechie & Homixide Beno!]
Yeah, trench coat, yeah, we undefeated (Homixide, Homixide)
Gotta keep a burner while you runnin' through the streets
Living in a Snotty World runnin' with some beasts
b*tch, I'm a dog, I was let off the leash
We on the run from the f*ckin' police (Homixide, Homixide, what?)
Red on the bottom when I lift up my feet (Yeah)
Smackin' down sh*t like WWE
Million dollar n*ggas, yeah, we livin' out a dream
f*ck the politics, n*ggas don't know a thing
Gotta free the Problem and the motherf*ckin' Demon (No cap)
Yeah, wе be geekin'
Yeah, we bе tweakin' (Yeah)
Takin' off drugs and we break 'em in pieces
Play with guitars and we runnin' up digits (Let's go)
Rollin' up Runtz, got my wrist out the freezer (What?)
Homixide Lifestyle the way we be living (Uh, yeah)

[Verse: Homixide Beno!]
Trench coat, n*gga, yeah, we winnin' (Trench coat)
f*ck the lil' boys and the critics (f*ck 'em)
I'm out here, tryna get paid (Get paid)
A pus*y n*gga stuck in their ways (Let's go)
They broke, yeah, they sorry
Eatin' Calamari in my 'Rari
Double cup, tryna get faded
The b*tch said I'm stuck in my ways
But I gotta keep it tucked, yeah, I'm never lackin'
Run from a n*gga, nah, that ain't happen
I'ma put it out, then smack him, I'ma blast him
Better get low, it's a switch
Put it on that b*tch, yeah, get down
Runnin' 'round town, Homixide runnin' this b*tch
All 5, Big 5, runnin' this sh*t
Play with this sh*t, we'll knock off your fit (Huh)
[Bridge: Homixide Beno!]
(What?)
(It's Homixide)
(n*ggas know what we do)
(I reach for my choppa, we step on sh*t)

[Chorus: Homixide Meechie & Homixide Beno!]
Yeah, trench coat, yeah, we undefeated (Homixide, Homixide)
Gotta keep a burner while you runnin' through the streets
Living in a Snotty World runnin' with some beasts
b*tch, I'm a dog, I was let off the leash
We on the run from the f*ckin' police (Homixide, Homixide, what?)
Red on the bottom when I lift up my feet (Yeah)
Smackin' down sh*t like WWE
Million dollar n*ggas, yeah, we livin' out a dream
f*ck the politics, n*ggas don't know a thing
Gotta free the Problem and the motherf*ckin' Demon (No cap)
Yeah, we be geekin'
Yeah, we be tweakin' (Yeah)
Takin' off drugs and we break 'em in pieces
Play with guitars and we runnin' up digits (Let's go)
Rollin' up Runtz, got my wrist out the freezer (What?)
Homixide Lifestyle the way we be living (Uh, yeah)