Homebody lyrics

[Verse 1: Drakeo the Ruler]
n*gga, what we finna do?
This ain't MMA, we finna shoot sh*t
Three K's in the car, I'm a Klu Kluxer
Let a n*gga blink, [?] (Duse makin' slaps, truce)
sh*ts in the Goyard bag just some loose hundreds
I seen the keys to your car, that don't do nothin'
I could turn to James Bond with a few buttons
Can y'all please come outside so we can shoot somethin'?

[Chorus: Drakeo the Ruler]
He's a homebody, he got no bodies
He's a store runner, yeah, he's a nobody
Ten foreigns on his block, there's no body
Holler at me if you really want a problem
He's a homebody, yeah, he got no body
He's a store runner, yeah, he's a nobody
Ten foreigns on his block, there's no body
Holler at me when you n*ggas want a problem
He's a homebody, yeah, he got no bodies
He's a store runner, yeah, he's a nobody

[Verse 2: Ralfy the Plug]
He's the hood porter, he ain't got no bodies
You livin' in a condo, we'll pull up at your lobby
The homies in the foreigns back to back, they low mileage
This n*gga want beef, we cook him up with no problem
These old n*ggas mad 'cause we dope and promote violence
He ain't really in his hood, he really a homebody
Juice comin' in, my old heads be on timing
Presidential suite, I'm coolin' with Joe Biden
[Chorus: Drakeo the Ruler & Ketchy the Great]
He's a homebody, yeah, he got no body
He's a store runner, yeah, he's a nobody
Ten foreigns on his block, there's no body
Holler at me when you n*ggas want a problem
He's a homebody, yeah, he got no bodies (He's a nobody)
He's a store runner, yeah, he's a nobody

[Verse 3: Ketchy the Great]
He's a nobody, I'm puttin' him on a shirt, now n*ggas know 'bout him
Now he a somebody, I'm dirty soda sippin', gotta forget about it
Man, I cannot remember sh*t, that's all I told the cops
n*ggas homebodies, I'm runnin' through homes robbin' and flockin'
I've been with my b*tch Tris too long, I need some Wocky
My n*ggas'll mud walk with a chop and pop sh*t noddin'
We the Stinc Team, 'll bleed the scene, ain't broke sh*t went to college
Somebody teach these n*ggas how to get a bag 'cause they keep watchin'

[Chorus: Drakeo the Ruler & Ketchy the Great]
He's a homebody, yeah, he got no body
He's a store runner, yeah, he's a nobody
Ten foreigns on his block, there's no body
Holler at me when you n*ggas want a problem
He's a homebody, yeah, he got no bodies
He's a store runner, yeah, he's a nobody