Homixide Gang Swanton Bomb Lyrics

[Part I]

[Intro: Homixide Beno!]
Uh, huh, uh, huh
Uh, huh, uh, huh

[Chorus: Homixide Beno!]
What?
Uh
Yeah, I got a bad lil' bitch, her body unique (Unique)
Shawty stay on fleek (Shawty stay on—)
Rockstar, yeah, my tee (I'm a rockstar)
Rockstar, yeah, her feet (She a rockstar, what?)
Real life spice, she red (She red)
How they dress, huh, dress like me
Rockstar know I'm red, rockin' out show, huh, not for free (Not for free)
Takin' a trip to Paris, poppin' these tags, baddies on me (Baddies on me)
Yeah, it's cash on me (It's cash on me)
Yeah, we havin' a cheese, yeah (Havin' a cheese)
Givenchy Chanel, yeah, Givenchy, just call on me (Just call on me)
[Verse: Homixide Meechie]
(Baby girl, baby girl, baby girl)
I'm a dive in this shit, like I'm swimmin', yeah
Fly you all to LA, like I'm Superman
Ain't no talking about it, we doing it
When I come to your house and we boolin' it
Yeah, we f*ckin' for hours, ain't no new to this
Runnin' around in a fast wheel (Fast wheel)
Go ahead, girl, act up, I know you're bad girl
We can ride in the black truck, watch movies, yeah, yeah
Balenciaga underwear, gettin' flowers, I ain't tell
We can go to the beach, get a sun tan (Hold on)
Wake up and be in London (Let's go)
No point in doin' no arguin' (Hold on)
Long as you do what I'm sayin'

[Chorus: Homixide Beno!]
What?
Uh
Yeah, I got a bad lil' bitch, her body unique (Unique)
Shawty stay on fleek (Shawty stay on—)
Rockstar, yeah, my tee (I'm a rockstar)
Rockstar, yeah, her feet (She a rockstar, what?)
Real life spice, she red (She red)
How they dress, huh, dress like me
Rockstar know I'm red, rockin' out show, huh, not for free (Not for free)
Takin' a trip to Paris, poppin' these tags, baddies on me (Baddies on me)
Yeah, it's cash on me (It's cash on me)
Yeah, we havin' a cheese, yeah (Havin' a cheese)
Givenchy Chanel, yeah, Givenchy, just call on me (Just call on me)
[Part II]

[Intro: Homixide Beno! & Homixide Meechie] Uh
I five, you five, we five
What?

[Verse 1: Homixide Meechie & Homixide Beno!]
Momma say, "Stay out of trouble" (What?)
She know I'm gettin' to the money (Uh)
Started this shit out with nothin' (Uh)
Pack up a bag, we take out to London (What?)
Rollin' up blunts, we stuffin' and puffin' (What?)
Bae, we so high, we fresh out the oven (Uh)
We got them Glocks and them bitches got buttons (Uh)
Niggas just puffin', them boys ain't on nothin' (Uh)
I seen the truth, lil' boy, you a puppet (Uh)
Back when I see you go get that bussin' (What?)
I do not play 'bout my motherf*ckin' brothers (Uh)
Rockin' the boots, we call them stompers (Yeah)

[Chorus: Homixide Meechie]
They like, "Homixide, put the f*ckin' guns up"
We can't put the guns up, new addition, all stars
Got playin' all day, we lovin'
Got so many shots and we ridin' with cutlers
We rockin' them diamonds and bitches lovin' them
Yellow, monopoly, all color, our money
We travelin' countries, they step on our passport
[Verse 2: Homixide Beno!]
Brand new money, I need it count it up fast, huh
Play with that money, we spazz, huh
Money count, f*cked it fast, huh, oh, I need it
Blues, yeah, I need it, Louis, yeah, I get it
Issey Miyake on my body, ridin' 'round with my shawty, you play, you get shot
Ridin' 'round two eighty-five, we smokin' H5, you know that we fried
Callin' these niggas on God, I'm keepin' my body, they baggin' my head
Don't tell them nothin', you know what I bang, it's Homixide Gang, you know what I claim, huh
Five star, yeah, in they face, huh, yeah, we do it broad day

[Chorus: Homixide Meechie]
They like, "Homixide, put the f*ckin' guns up"
We can't put the guns up, new addition, all stars
Got playin' all day, we lovin'
Got so many shots and we ridin' with cutlers
We rockin' them diamonds and bitches lovin' them
Yellow, monopoly, all color, our money
We travelin' countries, they step on our passport