HOMICIDE lyrics

by

Yung Bans



[Verse : YuungBritish]
b*tch

Faaaa
(Dee B got that)
b*tch
I'm in road and I still got time
Kicking in the wing when closing north in line
Nah
I'm still the same n*gga, no way 'bout the line
Walking in, drops on me (Yeah)
I don't do part the time (Alright)
Even when I'm getting sucked up (Faaaa)
Know the strap to run
I know a n*gga faking (b*tch)
We ain't ever see his background (Yeah)
Spend a little Quarter mil' (Alright)
Surround your b*tch round (Faaaa)
n*ggas saying chandeliers (b*tch)
When I have my wrist round
Please quit the homicide (Yeah)
You're gonna make me a discount (Alright)
You see, you ain't faithful (Faaaa)
Ima show you how your b*tch bounce
Spraying like a wild fount (b*tch)
You can't put in nah

Burning all my money that's a homicide (Yeah)
Burning all my money that's a homicide (Alright)
n*ggas mad, that ain't right (Faaaa)
Younger slip, talking about us and they gonna take him down
I just bought a ring to f*ck her (Yeah)
I swear I'm in the right path (Alright)
b*tch turn arround
I just bought a chain to f*ck her with 100 pound
b*tch
Falling of a n*gga
Never
Never we ain't do that (Alright)
100 million strong
f*ck a hoe
Molly with the bird got you right (b*tch)
Oh
I'm shooting fact (Faaaa)
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