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Home Work Flow Video (MV)




Performed By: Imthat24boi
Length: 2:02
Written by: Christin Hardy




Imthat24boi - Home Work Flow Lyrics




I was down on my dick
I had hit me a lick
Had to run up some bands
Cuz we ain't have shit

If a nigga try to play, he get hit with that
Stick

These Niggas turn snitch

And these bitches ain't shit
Rip Ta 'jack, yeah my nigga got clapped

Run up them bands, yeah I stay in the trap
Never catch me slipping bitch I stay with that strap
Tax for the pack, and yo ass gettimg jacked
Make the wrong turn and yo ass getting whacked

Yeah
Yo ass gone get whacked
Real street nigga and I stand on that
Fine ass hoe put my man on that
Copped me a chain spent them bands on that

Never gone fold
Never gone tell
My niggas ain't squill
So they stuck in that cell
Tryna make store
Tryna get mail
This shit f*cked up, we living in hell

Up on the road, it's me and my team
Stack up that bread, tryna live out my dream

Try to run off and get hit with that beam
F*ck that lil hoe,make that hoe scream

Rob me a nigga mask on, scream
Run up the views, run up the streams
Stay strapped up got the glock with the beam

Niggas be mad that my mug on mean
Bitch ass nigga go get you some green
Im popping these beans
I'm Sipping this lean
You say you want smoke
Ima shoot up the scene
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I was down on my dick
I had hit me a lick
Had to run up some bands
Cuz we ain't have shit

If a nigga try to play, he get hit with that
Stick

These Niggas turn snitch

And these bitches ain't shit
Rip Ta 'jack, yeah my nigga got clapped

Run up them bands, yeah I stay in the trap
Never catch me slipping bitch I stay with that strap
Tax for the pack, and yo ass gettimg jacked
Make the wrong turn and yo ass getting whacked

Yeah
Yo ass gone get whacked
Real street nigga and I stand on that
Fine ass hoe put my man on that
Copped me a chain spent them bands on that

Never gone fold
Never gone tell
My niggas ain't squill
So they stuck in that cell
Tryna make store
Tryna get mail
This shit f*cked up, we living in hell

Up on the road, it's me and my team
Stack up that bread, tryna live out my dream

Try to run off and get hit with that beam
F*ck that lil hoe,make that hoe scream

Rob me a nigga mask on, scream
Run up the views, run up the streams
Stay strapped up got the glock with the beam

Niggas be mad that my mug on mean
Bitch ass nigga go get you some green
Im popping these beans
I'm Sipping this lean
You say you want smoke
Ima shoot up the scene
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Writer: Christin Hardy
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