Lyrics Holler! - Homixide Gang

Snotty, Snotty, gang shit
(Y'all now tuned in to my nigga Artist, fuck nigga)
(Artist, Artist)

Damn, I deal with your bitch, to LA, hell yeah, she goin' (she goin')
Hell nah, these ain't Shell Toe, fuck nigga, these Rick Owens (Rick Owens)
I used to have a Metro, now the iPhone, yeah, it do numbers (triple up)
Fuck that lil' ass Kel-Tec, this guitar create thunder (what? What? What?)

Them young niggas ready to spin shit, damn, I ain't even gotta call 'em (spin, spin, spin)
Me and Snotty, we get nasty, that choppa problem solvin' (Snotty, Snotty, Snotty)
Creep up on that block, get nasty, have you heard a nigga holler?
7.62, it get nasty, won't let you see the doctor

Stopping Trackhawks in the high speed, where 12 at? Yeah, we lost 'em
That one time, why the hell I pull up? I was mad at fuckin' Rice Street
Damn, I should have did a high speed (skrrt)
Stompin', rock these guitars, never runnin' (gang)
You posting a ho, she ain't nothin' (nothin'), she out of town fucking my buddy (fuck)

We rockstars and we trappin', and we servin' the whole city
Known to keep some for the high and for the low, just come and get it (come get it)
We rockstars and we trappin', ride with snotty, yeah, we slicked 'em (what? What? What?)
We put that shit together for a minute, we had to get 'em (Snotty, Snotty, Snotty)

Damn, I deal with your bitch, to LA, hell yeah, she goin' (she goin')
Hell nah, these ain't Shell Toe, fuck nigga, these Rick Owens (Rick Owens)
I used to have a Metro, now the iPhone, yeah, it do numbers (triple up)
Fuck that lil' ass Kel-Tec, this guitar create thunder (what? What? What?)

Them young niggas ready to spin shit, damn, I ain't even gotta call 'em (spin, spin, spin)
Me and Snotty, we get nasty, that choppa problem solvin' (Snotty, Snotty, Snotty)
Creep up on that block, get nasty, have you heard a nigga holler?
7.62, it get nasty, won't let you see the doctor (Snotty)

Snotty, Snotty, gang shit