Homage
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Lyric
Bitch I'm, out, of the mind
(Of me)
I don't know what this could mean
(Just wanted this girl to see)
Addicted to you, I'm a fiend
Baby come back, why you leave
Bitch I'm too cool, cant come with you
(If I'm being honest, I'm just being me)
No I cannot pick a side, no more
You got close the door, to open one
How many sons, I'm adding one
She wanna come up, now we leaving her with one
No I cannot pick a side, no more
You got close the door, to open one
How many sons, I'm adding one
She wanna come up, now we leaving her with one
We top 4, bitch!
Yeah we walk in your crib, and we hit us a lick
(Gimme' that shit!)
Talk on the gang, you get popped in your shit
Like a gymnast, the way that his body get flipped
We in the crib while they shooting, we quick
I heard your music, please lil boy just quit
That boy is emo, he making a slit
(Cant talk to you, no more)
This my side of the beat, I chose it
This my year, lil' boy I am chosen
I'm finna' shoot, no sassy I pose it
I see a case, and I'm finna' close it
And she wanna ride, with the top down
Got her saying hey, like she cartel
How many big bands, boy I cant tell
And she say who is he? I'm like Bryalle
They like Bry, he get the bag I know
(We see him pulling the cash, I know)
You got no cash, you gotta' get on go
(I cannot talk to you, you not my bro)
Hold on, no auto
Making that money, lil boy that my motto
You play with Bryalle, lil boy lost the lotto
I'm wit my twin we smoking that potto'
Bitch I'm, out, of the mind
(Of me)
I don't know what this could mean
(Just wanted this girl to see)
Addicted to you, I'm a fiend
Baby come back, why you leave
Bitch I'm too cool, cant come with you
(If I'm being honest, I'm just being me)
No I cannot pick a side, no more
You got close the door, to open one
How many sons, I'm adding one
She wanna come up, now we leaving her with one
No I cannot pick a side, no more
You got close the door, to open one
How many sons, I'm adding one
She wanna come up, now we leaving her with one