Lyrics
Uh-huh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
It's Homixide
Yeah (Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)
Yeah [?] (What?)
Chrome Heart, yeah, my jeans
Chillin' with a bad lil' ting (Yeah)
(Yeah, oh, yeah) [?] rings
[?] so she can pop her shit on deck
Rockstar bitch, she runnin' late, yeah (What? What?), uh
Yeah, I'm a rockstar nigga, so, I need a rockstar bitch, uh (What?)
Bust down my chain (Bust down my—), bust down my neck and my wrist (Huh)
[Verse 1: Homixide Beno!]
Bust down my team and my clique (Bust down my team)
Big diamonds, my shit, yeah, the glitz
[?] no shit
If it ain't shit, I get blicks (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)
Yeah, I'm sippin' on mud, yeah, I'm sippin' on [?]
Smokin' they Five, [?] my piss (What?)
Slide with that cutter, don't miss (Slide with that cutter)
Back then, we ain't have shit
Ridin' in a stolo, yellow tint
Now, it's Bentley five percent
I [?] my bitch
My fit costs a bag, [?]
I'm poppin' my tag, don't worry 'bout shit
Huh, I'm havin' the paper
Yeah, you havin' the paper, [?], I ain't have none of that
Spendin' a K, I'm gettin' right back
Rockin' at show, it's a lot over there
We bool though, play with this shit, get [?]
Racks, [?] don't play 'bout that
Racks, I ain't talkin', go 'bout that
Yeah [?] (What?)
Chrome Heart, yeah, my jeans
Chillin' with a bad lil' ting (Yeah)
(Yeah, oh, yeah) [?] rings
[?] so she can pop her shit on deck
Rockstar bitch, she runnin' late, yeah (What? What?), uh
Yeah, I'm a rockstar nigga, so, I need a rockstar bitch, uh (What?)
Bust down my chain (Bust down my—), bust down my neck and my wrist (Huh)
[Verse 2: Homixide Meechie]
All white diamonds, yeah, ice cream
It ain't too much icin'
Niggas spill blood in the streets, I gotta keep gun on me
Let's play laser tag with these beams
Bumper crash car, it’s [?] (Bumper)
Stuffin' the [?] car with a stick (Homixide, Homixide)
Soldier ride around with a stick (Homixide, Homixide)
[?] reaper, Chief Keef
Young nigga read to her, he-he
[?]
I'm overseas now, yeah, yeah
Yeah [?] (What?)
Chrome Heart, yeah, my jeans
Chillin' with a bad lil' ting (Yeah)
(Yeah, oh, yeah) [?] rings
[?] so she can pop her shit on deck
Rockstar bitch, she runnin' late, yeah (What? What?), uh
Yeah, I'm a rockstar nigga, so, I need a rockstar bitch, uh (What?)
Bust down my chain (Bust down my—), bust down my neck and my wrist (Huh)
It's Homixide
Yeah (Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)
Yeah [?] (What?)
Chrome Heart, yeah, my jeans
Chillin' with a bad lil' ting (Yeah)
(Yeah, oh, yeah) [?] rings
[?] so she can pop her shit on deck
Rockstar bitch, she runnin' late, yeah (What? What?), uh
Yeah, I'm a rockstar nigga, so, I need a rockstar bitch, uh (What?)
Bust down my chain (Bust down my—), bust down my neck and my wrist (Huh)
[Verse 1: Homixide Beno!]
Bust down my team and my clique (Bust down my team)
Big diamonds, my shit, yeah, the glitz
[?] no shit
If it ain't shit, I get blicks (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)
Yeah, I'm sippin' on mud, yeah, I'm sippin' on [?]
Smokin' they Five, [?] my piss (What?)
Slide with that cutter, don't miss (Slide with that cutter)
Back then, we ain't have shit
Ridin' in a stolo, yellow tint
Now, it's Bentley five percent
I [?] my bitch
My fit costs a bag, [?]
I'm poppin' my tag, don't worry 'bout shit
Huh, I'm havin' the paper
Yeah, you havin' the paper, [?], I ain't have none of that
Spendin' a K, I'm gettin' right back
Rockin' at show, it's a lot over there
We bool though, play with this shit, get [?]
Racks, [?] don't play 'bout that
Racks, I ain't talkin', go 'bout that
Yeah [?] (What?)
Chrome Heart, yeah, my jeans
Chillin' with a bad lil' ting (Yeah)
(Yeah, oh, yeah) [?] rings
[?] so she can pop her shit on deck
Rockstar bitch, she runnin' late, yeah (What? What?), uh
Yeah, I'm a rockstar nigga, so, I need a rockstar bitch, uh (What?)
Bust down my chain (Bust down my—), bust down my neck and my wrist (Huh)
[Verse 2: Homixide Meechie]
All white diamonds, yeah, ice cream
It ain't too much icin'
Niggas spill blood in the streets, I gotta keep gun on me
Let's play laser tag with these beams
Bumper crash car, it’s [?] (Bumper)
Stuffin' the [?] car with a stick (Homixide, Homixide)
Soldier ride around with a stick (Homixide, Homixide)
[?] reaper, Chief Keef
Young nigga read to her, he-he
[?]
I'm overseas now, yeah, yeah
Yeah [?] (What?)
Chrome Heart, yeah, my jeans
Chillin' with a bad lil' ting (Yeah)
(Yeah, oh, yeah) [?] rings
[?] so she can pop her shit on deck
Rockstar bitch, she runnin' late, yeah (What? What?), uh
Yeah, I'm a rockstar nigga, so, I need a rockstar bitch, uh (What?)
Bust down my chain (Bust down my—), bust down my neck and my wrist (Huh)