Homicide Sözleri

I bought a whole O to smoke

I'm riding high

My niggas with me, they down to ride

I got my change up, they looking like they surprised

Got niggas hating on me hard because my paper right

Money from the floor, way up to the sky

Now they want to know, and they wonder why

I got my wings when I was young so I tend to fly

I put my chain on, they saying it's homicide

And I'm killing them, it's homicide

I'm killing them, it's homicide

I got my change up, they looking like they surprised

Got niggas hating on me hard because my paper right

But I'm killing them, it's homicide

I'm killing them, it's homicide

I got my wings when I was young so I tend to fly

I put my chain on, they saying it's homicide

I'm killing them

First forty eight, first forty eight

Took out fifty racks and blew the first forty eight

I ain't worried about spending bread because I got more to make

Soon as they see that Maserati they gone surely hate

Hundred for a show, can you afford a date?

And that's just one show, imagine what my tour gone make

Police ran up on my tour bus

But hey my niggas, more money, more problems, more lawyers on the case

Niggas was at the Grammys

I was at the crib working

Heard they little diss, but I'm just being the big person

Never been trained, still my aim near perfect

Everything I spits murder, bow

With black on black cars coming through

Presidential shit, tints on the whip

So dark can't see who riding in that bitch

Suits and ties no questions why

Somebody get a box ready for these guys

No four door, had the coupe that ride

That eagle right here if you want to feel fly

No games though, no names spoke

This crack right here, cocaine flow

I don't know what you doing but I'm paid bro

Yeah I pitch that .9 like Pedro

Stuck in the car with my nigga I'm ready to ride

We on our way to the top, watch that paper rise

Keep telling everybody what you going to do

Middle finger like fuck what you going through

All I know is that money that I'm going to

And them gang gang boys want to bone you

Like what's up cuz I told you

Just money in the pocket, fold you

T-A-Y-L-O-R G-A-N-G Gang