Текст песни Group Homes (Bandlab Mix) - TyFlyy

Fell in love with me
I'm just being myself, she said she fell in love with me
Ayy, Ayy
I said, bae, gotta bring me a check, you wanna be my company
Bro just came in SCAT, that shit sound like a bumblebee
Ayy, I'm in that Hellcat, bucket seats is luxury
Ayy, I was down on my dick, you was the only one fuck with me
Ayy, luckily
Say you wanna hit a lick, bae, come with me
Ayy, how fast you count a bag, I'm thumbin it
Young fly, son of a bitch
Gang at home, in the town, he still trapped on Cumberland

I got money, lil' nigga, I had to leave and I did it on my own
When you growing up on them back streets, it feel like a group home
Back to the store, on the road, I did shit all alone
Know it's money on the floor, what would you do for the dough?
Know this bitch gon' do the most, I can't help but make a toast
Where we come from, it was cold, bubble coat for the snow
Roadrunning, baby, I could do 200 in that cat
If I ever hit your line, gang, I hope you hit me back
You keep calling, man, and no one answer, better face the facts
Either they too busy or it ain't what you thought you had
Ayy, GPS, that fucking cash, I'll give you the map
Ayy, I wake up on shit some days and then I count some racks

Fell in love with me
I'm just being myself, she said she fell in love with me
Ayy, Ayy
I said, bae, gotta bring me a check, you wanna be my company
Bro just came in SCAT, that shit sound like a bumblebee
Ayy, I'm in that Hellcat, bucket seats is luxury
Ayy, I was down on my dick, you was the only one fuck with me
Ayy, luckily
Say you wanna hit a lick, bae, come with me
Ayy, how fast you count a bag, I'm thumbin it
Young fly, son of a bitch
Gang at home, in the town, he still trapped on Cumberland

I got money, lil' nigga, I had to leave and I did it on my own
When you growing up on them back streets, it feel like a group home
Back to the store, on the road, I did shit all alone
Know it's money on the floor, what would you do for the dough?