Текст песни VICE CITY - Homixide Gang

Yeeah
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, yeeah
Uh, yeeah

Jump out the jet to the yams
Hit booby trap, yeah, when I land
100's, 50's, we throwing up bands
And she driving that shit with no hands, hey
I got these bitches goin crazy
I got these bitches goin brazy, hey, hey
Nah this money cant change me
Nah I cant let it change me, hey

Hit up Biscayne in a widebody
Hop out the double R widebody
I got him scared, he a homebody
I got him scared he fidgeting
Dont watch me, watch your hoe, shit
She like she ready, she fiending
She wanna drive the boat, Don Julio, she tryna get manish

Hit the dock, yeah, hit the yacht
Yeah its the big one it come with the thots
Hit up jbone, call up the lot huh
Calamari come with Red Scotch

She wanna see how I live
Bae im a rockstar villian, ready to Kill, hey
Came from the bottom of the bricks
Now I can show you the top of the hill

Meet me at the top of the boat, yeah give me throat, I like how it feel
Uh, I like how it feel
Chilling with the gang, we poppin', YVL5 you know how we rock it
I got that dope, put it in the socket
Chillin with the 5's, you know how we rock it
Aye you know how we rock it (5-5)
Aye you play, get to poppin'

Jump out the jet to the yams
Hit booby trap, yeah, when I land
100's, 50's, we throwing up bands
And she driving that shit with no hands, hey
I got these bitches goin crazy
I got these bitches goin brazy, hey, hey
Nah this money cant change me
Nah I cant let it change me, hey

Hit up Biscayne in a widebody
Hop out the double R widebody
I got him scared, he a homebody
I got him scared he fidgeting
Dont watch me, watch your hoe, shit
She like she ready, she fiending
She wanna drive the boat, Don Julio, she tryna get manish

She wanna come and get nasty
Top floor we breaking the mattress
Im on cloud 9, no I aint landing
The money keep coming, they know that we stacking

My nigga will pull up and spray you they savages
The drip is expensive, this shit is immaculate
Im not taking no pics, every day we be swagging
Got a glitch on my hip when im swerving through traffic

This shit for the gang, yeah
Stacking up money in the bank shawty
Got Baguette diamonds in my chain, yeah
Got ice on my neck and my wrist

Talking bout money we running up digits
I'm inside the foreign this bitch is spaghetti
Put racks in the bag and this shit getting heavy
Trap out the spot we got popeyes chicken
Sippin on medicine, codiene spilling
Put it in sport mode, I got that bitch drifting
Japanese denim, these racks in my britches

Im with the gang we got so many vibes
Ice on my body, got so many diamonds
I come in like frozone, im skating on ice
Riding round the lobby with my niggas
Counting this money all god damn night

Jump out the jet to the yams
Hit booby trap, yeah, when I land
100's, 50's, we throwing up bands
And she driving that shit with no hands, hey
I got these bitches goin crazy
I got these bitches goin brazy, hey, hey
Nah this money cant change me
Nah I cant let it change me, hey

Hit up Biscayne in a widebody
Hop out the double R widebody
I got him scared, he a homebody
I got him scared he fidgeting
Dont watch me, watch your hoe, shit
She like she ready, she fiending
She wanna drive the boat, Don Julio, she tryna get manish