Itz a Homi

100 Dollar bills got a big hold On that bytch soul She blow pole and setting up my Dayum that bytch cold She bring hos back for her bro Swear I luv that bytch Juz like my homeboys n nuthen more We thug it out that's it We went half on a gyro Back when we ain't have shit I went sav on them kilos She helped me hold my bricks And you know that she the drive Whenever I do a hit We split bags not the middle but 70/30 split Cuz that's my bytch cut her in my lix She look out while I pitch She drilled niggaz bout my name So goofy don't b talken shit We got steamers in the cut And that's merch nigga You dudez got fingaz in yo butt When off the turf nigga Move back Looking at guyz like dolla signs A dotted line is all that's needed And me n shorty high n gone n slide I been waiting for niggaz to want this nigga dead I woulda this one for free but we got 10gz instead yea Itz a homi baby Itz a homi Don't leave no evidence But itz a body Itz a homi baby Itz a homi Don't leave no evidence But itz a body