Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Got Some Homies, artist - Lil Reek. Album song Slime Bizness, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 26.09.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Donut Shop
Song language: English
I Got Some Homies |
I got some homies that rob |
I got some homies that went and got a fuckin' job |
I got some homies that scam |
I got some homies that still servin' out a gram |
I got a homie that still get that load |
I got a homie that get paid for shows |
I got an uncle that smoke on the blow |
Yeah, remember days we was sleeping on floors |
Now we tryna get a big bankroll |
Doing tours, nigga packin' out shows, yeah, huh |
I got some homies that gotta go get it |
I got some homies that ride with fifty |
I got some homies in the penitentiary |
I got some homies that cook in the kitchen |
I got some homies serve bags out the kitchen |
Donut Shop Trapping, you pull up and get it |
Boy, you know they do this shit for a living |
All about cash when you come to my city |
Everybody out here from the trenches |
Everybody out here gotta get it |
I got bitches shakin' ass and titties |
Shit can get real when you jump in that field |
Nigga, you cappin', you ain’t trappin' for real |
Pull up right on him, give his a deal |
Wipe his nose for a whole mil' |
Yeah, we want that check |
Money, power, motherfuckin' respect |
Your partner got robbed, fuck nigga, you next |
Your partner got robbed, fuck nigga, you next |
I got some homies that rob |
I got some homies that went and got a fuckin' job |
I got some homies that scam |
I got some homies that still servin' out a gram |
I got a homie that still get that load |
I got a homie that get paid for shows |
I got an uncle that smoke on the blow |
Yeah, remember days we was sleeping on floors |
Now we tryna get a big bankroll |
Doing tours, nigga packin' out shows, yeah, huh |
I got some homies that gotta go get it |
I got some homies that ride with fifty |
I got some homies in the penitentiary |
All about cash when you come to my city |
Young nigga stayed down for a minute |
Shakin' ass all at Magic City |
All of the bad bitches, yeah, they with me, yeah |
I went got a check |
Money, power, motherfuckin' respect |
From rags to riches to flyin' on a jet |
Young nigga, I’m just out here chasin' the check |
I got some homies that love to drop checks |
I got some homies can’t wait to finesse |
Pull up right on you, pop you in your neck |
I got some homies die 'bout they respect, yeah |
All of my homies, you know that they with it |
'Bout lil Reek, you’ll catch a whole fifty |
Pull up on you and you know you could get it, ah |
I got some homies that rob |
I got some homies that went and got a fuckin' job |
I got some homies that scam |
I got some homies that still servin' out a gram |
I got a homie that still get that load |
I got a homie that get paid for shows |
I got an uncle that smoke on the blow |
Yeah, remember days we was sleeping on floors |
Now we tryna get a big bankroll |
Doing tours, nigga packin' out shows, yeah, huh |
I got some homies that gotta go get it |
I got some homies that ride with fifty |
I got some homies in the penitentiary |
Hah, yeah |