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kiid spyro - homie lyrics

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[intro]
yeah, yeah, let’s go

[chorus]
you ain’t my homie (homie)
lil’ n_gga you don’t even know me (know me)
you claim that sh_t like a phony (phony)
tell me what’s your deal like sony (sony)
get popped like a pill like codeine (codeine)
get popped like a pill gon’ od (od)
these f_ck n_ggas ain’t even know me (yeah, let’s go)
these f_ck n_ggas stuck on the old me (yeah)
and i won’t ever change sh_t (change sh_t)
‘cause my stylе lit as a b_tch (like a b_tch)
my wrist worth more than your crib (crib)
my grams worth more than you zip (zip, uh)
p_ssy n_gga talk a lot (a lot)
wе gon’ hit him in his lip (bow!)
i’m gon’ turn it up a notch (woo!)
he gon’ feel it in his whip (skrrr skrrr skrrr)
(yeah)

[verse]
i don’t like these rappers (rappers)
these f_ck n_ggas keep on actin’ (actin’)
these n_ggas gon keep on cappin’ (cappin’)
let me tell you what happened to the back end (back end)
we spent spent that sh_t on chanel (chanel)
we spent that sh_t on some gucci (gucci)
we spent that sh_t on some boofie (boofie)
we spent that sh_t made a movie (movie)
balenciaga i got denim (denim)
made a sale i got seven (seven)
ask me how to be a boss n_gga (boss)
well you gotta go and get it
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
diamonds hitting (yeah) different different b_tches
i got different women (uh) i got different figures (brrr)
p_ssy n_ggas snitchin’ (yeah) n_ggas switchin’
yeah these n_ggas b_tches and they f_cking trippin’
never catch me lackin’ pistol packin’
yeah we pistol totin’ b_tch my pistol crackin’ (brrr)
semi automatic they gon’ hear about it (yeah)
we gon light it up youngins causing havoc
youngins causin havoc, yeah we really savage (yeah)
we could take your life, you ain’t ever had it (bow!)
money comin’ fast, i can barely grab it
imma hit the dash, whip is automatic (skrrr skrrr)
hop out the truck (truck)
me and my homies we ready to dump
get ready to slump (slump)
we throw it up, it’s up and it’s stuck (f_ck)
you outta luck (outta luck)
runnin dem pockets we runnin dem bucks (bucks)
you like a sl_t (sl_t)
we run through your sh_t without giving a f_ck (f_ck)
i can’t take no chances (chances)
you ain’t gang, my gang in a mansion (mansion)
familiar faces (faces)
you knew me back when i was basic (basic)
got clout, now they all wanna chase it (chase it)
got clout, now they all wanna taste it (taste it)
blind sided by the fame lil’ b_tch
your ass gonna need some f_cking lasik
[chorus]
you ain’t my homie (homie)
lil’ n_gga you don’t even know me (know me)
you claim that sh_t like a phony (phony)
tell me what’s your deal like sony (sony)
get popped like a pill like codeine (codeine)
get popped like a pill gon’ od (od)
these f_ck n_ggas ain’t even know me (yeah, let’s go)
these f_ck n_ggas stuck on the old me (yeah)
and i won’t ever change sh_t (change sh_t)
‘cause my style lit as a b_tch (like a b_tch)
my wrist worth more than your crib (crib)
my grams worth more than you zip (zip, uh)
p_ssy n_gga talk a lot (a lot)
we gon’ hit him in his lip (bow!)
i’m gon’ turn it up a notch (woo!)
he gon’ feel it in his whip (skrrr skrrr skrrr)
(yeah)

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