Homixide Gang - FA5EBUSTER Lyrics

Uh
It's motherf*ckin' Homixide
Uh, f*ck what you thinkin'
What? (Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up)
Yeah, uh (uh)

My mind on a million
My mind on a whole 'nother shit, I'm on a trillion (on a trillion)
Uh, lil' boy, put them racks up, boy, you trippin' (lil' boy trippin')
Uh, lil' boy, put them sticks up, boy, got plenty
Yeah, we got Rambo, chopper gon' make limbo (limbo)
Chopper make man get low, huh, fur the color in my coat, huh
Yeah, you know what I do
Tap one time and, yeah, they through
Play in that bitch and I slide right through
Huh, yeah, you know my gang
Oh, yeah, it's Homixide
Oh (what?), Bitch, it's Homixide (bitch, it's Homixide)
Yeah, f*ck the critics and the liars (f*ck them)
We shittin' right on guys
Oh, yeah, know what we do
Stackin' that paper, yeah, they threw (Homixide)
Money comin' in, yeah, all blue, uh (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)

I keep a gun on my side and I'm lacin' my boots
Run up on my niggas, stompin' on you
Check at your statements, not leavin' a clue (Homixide, Homixide)
Lookin' ay stars, it got panoramic roof
Takin' them drugs and I go to the moon
Grab your binoculars, watchin' the move (Homixide)
Play with my gang, you get put on the news (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)
Yellow tape, caution, Homixide ready to rock it (Homixide)
Know that we stay on the move
Countin' that money, that shit make my heart race
Come for the world, we can't lose
This shit gang ignited
Mad they ride with sirens
Yeah, you know the five's in
Bitch, you know we locked in (uh, huh)

My mind on a million
My mind on a whole 'nother shit, I'm on a trillion (on a trillion)
Uh, lil' boy, put them racks up, boy, you trippin' (lil' boy trippin')
Uh, lil' boy, put them sticks up, boy, got plenty
Yeah, we got Rambo, chopper gon' make limbo (limbo)
Chopper make man get low, huh, fur the color in my coat, huh
Yeah, you know what I do
Tap one time and, yeah, they through
Play in that bitch and I slide right through
Huh, yeah, you know my gang
Oh, yeah, it's Homixide
Oh (what?), Bitch, it's Homixide (bitch, it's Homixide)
Yeah, f*ck the critics and the liars (f*ck them)
We shittin' right on guys
Oh, yeah, know what we do
Stackin' that paper, yeah, they threw
Money comin' in, yeah, all blue, uh (Homixide, Homixide)