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[Intro: Homixide Meechie]
Goin' in, I'm lettin' up
[?]

[Chorus: Homixide Meechie]
I'm sitting 'round, waitin' on gang to come home
Let them out the locks, I'm wonderin' whats takin' so long
I got clientele, n*gga, it get in and get gone
Way before the deal, I had a scale of breaking it off
I just need a scale, I'm 'bout to scale a Glock with a drum
Got 'lil Mali right beside me, ready to shoot some sh*t off
Steady clutching on the stick, my n*ggas screaming redrum
Give him a fake 20 dollar bill, that n*gga a dub, uh

[Verse 1: Homixide Meechie]
All it take is some patience
Better get your mind right, this sh*t break it or make it
I got a stick with [?], she know my Glock got a laser
All of this paper I'm chasin', rockin' these boots and I laced 'em
I don't know the time I geeked off, I get high as hell
Let them get a bond, I'm a get my n*ggas out of jail
I'm serving up a business for my n*gga, just to sell
He see him when you blast it n*gga, shootin' for the realm
[Chorus: Homixide Meechie & Homixide Beno!]
I'm sitting 'round, waitin' on gang to come home
Let them out the locks, I'm wonderin' whats takin' so long
I got clientele, n*gga, it get in and get gone
Way before the deal, I had a scale of breaking it off
I just need a scale, I'm 'bout to scale a Glock with a drum (Uh)
Got 'lil Mali right beside me, ready to shoot some sh*t off (What?)
Steady clutching on the stick, my n*ggas screaming redrum
Give him a fake 20 dollar bill, that n*gga a dub, uh

[Verse 2: Homixide Beno!]
Yeah, I can see that fake sh*t from a mile away (From a mile away)
Yeah, tryna shoot broad day, what I say (What I say)
Yeah, I just got off the phone with Demon, told him, "Keep your head up"
[?] player sh*t, stick 'em up (Uh)
You know I ride wit' it tucked, you know I ride with my gang (Uh-huh)
Got that [?] chain, and that Plain Jane (Plain Jane)
[?] wit' my gang, tell me, "I ain't tamed" (What?)
You know I'm a let it bang (What?)
I'm tryna get off this lean so I can move quicker (So I can move quicker)
Yeah, give my dawgs the best so I can bool wit' em (So I can bool wit' em)
Yeah, you know thats my woadie, so I'm ridin' wit' em (What, What?)
Ain't no question, I'm a slide wit' em, fire wit' em
Yeah, you know the five wit' em (What?)

[Chorus: Homixide Meechie]
I'm sitting 'round, waitin' on gang to come home
Let them out the locks, I'm wonderin' whats takin' so long
I got clientele, n*gga, it get in and get gone
Way before the deal, I had a scale of breaking it off
I just need a scale, I'm 'bout to scale a Glock with a drum
Got 'lil Mali right beside me, ready to shoot some sh*t off
Steady clutching on the stick, my n*ggas screaming redrum
Give him a fake 20 dollar bill, that n*gga a dub, uh
[Outro: Homixide Meechie]
I just need a scale, I'm 'bout to scale a Glock with a drum
Way before the deal, I had a scale of breaking it off