The Homie (feat. Austin Moore-Farrow & TwentyN9ne)
Bulletproof Soul
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I got your back I got your back Tell me right now I got your back Depend on me I'll die for you Do the same for me Do the same for you I got your back I got your back Tell me right now I got your back Depend on me I'll die for you Do the same for me Do the same for you I got your back When I get the back Cuz ima flip the bag Cuz im so into My energy Your memories You say you love me I love you too My top is dropping in the Monte Carlo Pouring shots of vodka in your red kabu I'm like a rocket how I'm taking off with pop I just had to clock With those court side views I'm on the floor leaning Kinda toxic I be saying shit And I don't mean it But I love my girl forever She know I ain't leaving Racing at the double edge So I stay scheming gotta stay scheming Double S class sittin' on 22 rims facts Trespass I just bought new editions It's a red flag if she brought condom to the crib Sierra in Siara Twenty in the twins Twenty-twenty-three I'm bringin' pressure to the biz By twenty-twenty-four I'll have these rappers in a bib my son I tell her how it was And I tell her how it is I'm never tellin' on my brother Gotta preach it to the kids I got your back I got your back Tell me right now I got your back Depend on me I'll die for you Do the same for me Do the same for you I got your back I got your back Tell me right now I got your back Depend on me I'll die for you Do the same for me Do the same for you I'm on the field scorned Bottle rocket to the top And now the car's foreign Women foreign, food foreign Girl your man boring You don't wanna play the field You want a ten gorgeous for real Nine times out of ten He on a band shortage Get up in this band shorty We be playin something I be singing to that pussy like i'm Dave Ruffin But i'm light skinned tatted with these bands tuckin' He don't wanna shoot it out I know your man bluffin' Tryna kick it with a G Champaign showers Koozie poppin' them for free Medals on my neck I tell em meddle in degrees I remember when The devil had me kissin' on his feet Now we came up Brighter days But we still keep them thang tucked I wear a chain But I never let em hang us Keep your head up Why you never workin' for them pay stubs Do a change-up and get your change up Bein better You done be the product we done came from Sometimes you gotta cut it off with your day-ones Gotta love em for it, let's just keep it A-1 Why she starin' at me why she wanna say some
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