Lyrics Lifestyle - Homixide Gang

Star Boy, you're my hero
Homixide
What? What? What?
What? What? What? What?
Homixide, Homixide

Uh, yeah, Snotty snuck the Glock in
Uh, yeah, Snotty snuck the Glock in
Uh, yeah, smashed out Ferrari
Uh, yeah, or I skirt the 'Rari
Uh, yeah, I'm pissin' out lean (lean)
Uh, yeah, I can not stop it (stop me)
Uh, yeah, my bitch wear Celine (what?)
Uh, yeah, my right pocket sloppy (what? What?)

Uh, yeah, Snotty snuck the Glock in
Uh, yeah, Snotty snuck the Glock in
Uh, yeah, smashed out Ferrari
Uh, yeah, or I skirt the 'Rari
Uh, yeah, I'm pissin' out lean (lean)
Uh, yeah, I can not stop it (stop me)
Uh, yeah, my bitch wear Celine (what?)
Uh, yeah, my right pocket sloppy (what? What?)

A nigga try to copy, they know they can't copy (Homixide, Homixide)
I walked down that boy then I hit him in his noggin
7.62, let's get it (7.62 let's)
I switched up my car, then I hopped in the Demon (what?)
7.62, let's get it, yeah
I switched up my car, then I hopped in the Demon

Yeah, we got Pakistan sticks, shoot missiles
I popped me a X, I got meds in my system
Might call up Meech' to hit some nigga
My brothers like spinnin'
You know that I'm feelin' that
Shit gon' catch a stench
Snotty, might cross 'em out, aye, aye
Bit gon' go wipin' down shit
However we have 'em, we walk out with racks

We be on opioids, bitch
Snotty can't find me no Tris'
All the bros got them a cup (gang)
We in here sippin' on red
J5, he popped a G6
He roll up and spark up the Hench (gang)
The upside-down crosses, baguettes
VS1 diamonds, shit hit
Homixide, Homixide (gang)

Uh, yeah, Snotty snuck the Glock in
Uh, yeah, Snotty snuck the Glock in
Uh, yeah, smashed out Ferrari
Uh, yeah, or I skirt the 'Rari
Uh, yeah, I'm pissin' out lean (lean)
Uh, yeah, I can not stop it (stop me)
Uh, yeah, my bitch wear Celine (what?)
Uh, yeah, my right pocket sloppy (what? What?)

Uh, yeah, Snotty snuck the Glock in
Uh, yeah, Snotty snuck the Glock in
Uh, yeah, smashed out Ferrari
Uh, yeah, or I skirt the 'Rari
Uh, yeah, I'm pissin' out lean (lean)
Uh, yeah, I can not stop it (stop me)
Uh, yeah, my bitch wear Celine (what?)
Uh, yeah, my right pocket sloppy (what? What?)

Yeah, a nigga try to copy, they know they can't copy