Homie

(album: Young Martha - 2017)

[Young Thug:]
Uh, uh
DJ Carnage times Thugger, you know what I'm sayin'?
Thugger times DJ Carnage, you know what I'm sayin'?
You know what I'm saying nigga?
Ya dig? Ya dig?

I got a bottle of Ace and I popped it and I don't even pour it up
We pulling up foreign, we walk through the club and the bitches they knowing us
This for them niggas that hated on me and they dranking that Robituss'
I had a baby at fifteen and ever since then I been growing up
Player, oh you the homie
If you didn't tell then you the homie
If you got bail, then you the homie
If you not stale, then you the homie
Grew up with criminals, scandalous
Rocking Chanel, then you the bitch
I got me a Birkin like I'm a bitch
These niggas they telling, they counterfeit

Put that fuckboy on the newspaper
In the sea with some tons strapped to his ankles
Fuck nigga, try me at any angle
I'ma shoot him and turn him into an angel
Boy, you gon' turn him into an angel?
Fuck yeah, turn him to an angel
Don't come around with the anger
You know everybody having bangers
If a pussy nigga play with me
Swear to god Kirk Franklin can't save him
I can get you whacked real easy
You are not a Power Ranger, you a stranger
Pussy nigga you're no danger
Gangster bitch with me, she'll spank ya
Swear to God all I gotta do is point one finger
She'll close range ya, hah
Drinking 'Tussing, nigga slow it down
R.I.P. to Troup, pour it out
They want me dead but I can't ever die
They living false, but I can never lie
Mob baby, baby I got ties
I want chicken wings on the side
You got higher dreams when you fly
Until then you're never near the sky

I got a bottle of Ace and I popped it and I don't even pour it up
We pulling up foreign, we walk through the club and the bitches they knowing us
This for them niggas that hated on me and they dranking that Robituss'
I had a baby at fifteen and ever since then I been growing up
Player, oh you the homie
If you didn't tell then you the homie
If you got bail, then you the homie
If you not stale, then you the homie
Grew up with criminals, scandalous
Rocking Chanel, then you the bitch
I got me a Birkin like I'm a bitch
These niggas they telling, they counterfeit

[Meek Mill:]
You was the plug, then you the homie
You never tell, then you the homie
You know it's nothing but shooters on me
Them niggas know and never moving on me
I keep a Mac in the Louis bag
Look like I got a computer on me
I'ma get back at your stupid ass
We gon' whack you to better the sooner homie
I be fucking your Wednesday crush
I'm with that bitch and she drooling on me
All of that shit be made up
I'm popping and they making up rumors on me
She gon' jump on this dick 'n maneuver on me
I'ma cut her a check and she gon' do it for me
Even though my lil' bitches be used to money
Just like Jay and Bey daughter
I blew the money nigga, whoa

[Young Thug:]
I'm trying to dodge all that rainy weather
This a eight passeng' jet, this is not propeller
I'm a big dawg, got my dawgs with me, German Sheppard, uh
Yeah I'm rich, kid, but I'm so ready to Bobby, Whitney
Can't let you go outside, I just cannot let you dig it

I got a bottle of Ace and I popped it and I don't even pour it up
We pulling up foreign, we walk through the club and the bitches they knowing us
This for them niggas that hated on me and they dranking that Robituss'
I had a baby at fifteen and ever since then I been growing up
Player, oh you the homie
If you didn't tell then you the homie
If you got bail, then you the homie
If you not stale, then you the homie
Grew up with criminals, scandalous
Rocking Chanel, then you the bitch
I got me a Birkin like I'm a bitch
These niggas they telling, they counterfeit

Yeah, I got a motherfucking ten thousand dollar toe ring on, know what I'm sayin'?
With some motherfucking Giuseppe sandals on, bitch
Know what I'm saying, with my tattoos on my toes too, by the way, know what I'm sayin'?
Yeah, and I got blue cheese on me, all hundreds
Blue cheese, no ranch
How you dig that, know what I'm saying
Yeah I dig that with a golden shovel on another level
With a iced out AP times a Rollie bezel
It's YSL slime shit
You gotta stay ready to keep from getting ready, you understand what I'm sayin'?
Yeah man, when the bread ready, call yo I'ma take it