HOMICIDE55555 lyrics

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F1LTHY



[Intro]
Pour me a f*ck n*gga right now, pus*y

[Chorus]
See a pus*y n*gga outside, I'ma beat his ass, uh (Beat his ass)
Quart of Wock', motherf*ckin' pourin', I'm sippin' too fast (Slime said I sip too fast)
Self-made n*gga right here, got my own bag, hol' up (Got my own bag)
Big 555, schyeah, we too bad, huh (We too bad)
Uh, Maybach truck, leg up, gotta ride with the strap (Strap)
We heard about you pus*y-ass n*ggas, y'all n*ggas so cap (Cap)
Uh, caught him at the red store, yeah, that ho ran laps (Huh)
Took his .88, yeah, we took his gat (Hol' up, hol' up)

[Verse]
Homixide devil, yeah, b*tch, that's my next tat (Ah)
Put him in the smoke, he smellin' like 'za, no bap (That H5)
Caught me some hoes, makin' the ho come clap, woah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I got slime in this sh*t, and these diamonds, they water, tap (Woah, woah, woah)
Uh, pistol, rocket, f*ck around, get clapped (Caught his ass)
Hail-Mary, pus*y n*gga get stamped, hol' up (Caught his ass)
Balenciaga flip-flop for my trap (Caught his ass)
Everybody got Balenci' in my trap (Did his ass)
Beno pop out, flip the switch like a lamp (Gang pop out)
Jump out, pop out, yeah, get took off the map (Gang pop out)
Take off with his switch, I jump off the map (Jump out, jump out)
Put on for my gang, you know it's no bap (Jump out, jump out)
No bap, no bap (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)
Put on for my sh*t, yeah, no bap (Homixide, 555)
Run off with your sh—, yeah, no bap (Homixide, 555)
Took off with his blick, yeah, no bap (Homixide, 555)
Homixide, 555 (Hol' up, hol' up, woah, woah)
Homixide, 555 (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)
Homixide, 555
Homixide, 555 (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)
Homixide, 555
Hol' up, can't get the weapon, hol' up
Hol' up, I can't get the stick, hol' up
I'm fresh on these motherf*ckin' b*tches (Pop out)
I ain't pop out in a minute (Pop out)
I ain't popped out in a minute (Pop out)
Shawty, she grab my britches (Pop out)
Money got me motherf*ckin' lifted (Hol' up)
Codeine and Xans got me lifted (Hol' up)
You try me, you die in this b*tch, no, I'm not trippin', no, I'm not trippin' (Hol' up)
I go Tom Cruise, hol' up, b*tch, I'm on a mission, hol' up
Buddy just made the news, hol' up, b*tch, he went missin' (Yo)
I just been flexin', I just been killin' (Hol' up, sch—, hol' up, hol' up)
I just been killin', I just been sh— (Woah)
Hol' up, I just been playin', all with my c—, shh, yeah (Hol' up)
I just been killin' these hoes, woah (Let's go)
[Chorus]
See a pus*y n*gga outside, I'ma beat his ass, uh (Beat his ass)
Quart of Wock', motherf*ckin' pourin', I'm sippin' too fast (Slime said I sip too fast)
Self-made n*gga right here, got my own bag, hol' up (Got my own bag)
Big 555, schyeah, we too bad, huh (We too bad)
Uh, Maybach truck, leg up, gonna ride with the strap (Strap)
We heard about you pus*y ass n*ggas, y'all n*ggas some cap (Cap)
Uh, caught him at the red store, yeah, that ho ran laps (Yup)
Took his .88, yeah, we took his gat (Hol' up, hol' up)

[Outro]
Homixide, 55555 (Hol' up), Homixide, 55555 (Hol' up)
Homixide, 55555 (Hol' up), Homixide, 55555
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