Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Homie, artist - Young Thug. Album song Young Martha, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 21.09.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Heavyweight, YSL
Song language: English
Homie |
| [Intro: Young Thug] |
| Uh |
| Uh |
| DJ Carnage times Thugger, you know what I'm sayin'? |
| Thugger times DJ Carnage, you know what I'm sayin'? |
| You know what I'm sayin' nigga? |
| Ya dig? |
| Ya dig? |
| [Chorus: Young Thug] |
| I got a bottle of Ace and I popped it and I don't even pour it up |
| We pullin' up foreign, we walk through the club and the bitches they knowin' us |
| This for them niggas that hated on me and they drankin' that Robituss' |
| I had a baby at fifteen and ever since then I been growin' up |
| Player, oh you the homie |
| If you didn't tell then you the homie |
| If you got bail, then you the homie |
| If you not stale, then you the homie |
| Grew up with criminals, scandalous |
| Rockin' Chanel, then you the bitch |
| I got me a Birkin like I'm a bitch |
| These niggas they tellin', they counterfeit |
| [Verse 1: Young Thug] |
| Put that fuckboy on the newspaper |
| In the sea with some tons strapped to his ankles |
| Fuck nigga, try me at any angle |
| I'ma shoot him and turn him into an angel |
| Boy, you gon' turn him into an angel? |
| Fuck yeah, turn him to an angel |
| Don't come around with the anger |
| You know everybody having bangers |
| If a pussy nigga play with me |
| Swear to god Kirk Franklin can't save him |
| I can get you whacked real easy |
| You are not a Power Ranger, you a stranger |
| Pussy nigga you're no danger |
| Gangster bitch with me, she'll spank ya |
| Swear to god all I gotta do is point one finger |
| She'll close range ya, hah |
| Drinkin' 'Tussin', nigga slow it down |
| RIP to Troupe, pour it out |
| You want me dead but I can't ever die |
| They livin' false, but I can never lie |
| Mob baby, baby I got ties |
| I want chicken wings on the side |
| You got higher dreams when you fly |
| Until then you're never near the sky |
| [Chorus: Young Thug] |
| I got a bottle of Ace and I popped it and I don't even pour it up |
| We pullin' up foreign, we walk through the club and the bitches they knowin' us |
| This for them niggas that hated on me and they drankin' that Robituss' |
| I had a baby at fifteen and ever since then I been growin' up |
| Player, oh you the homie |
| If you didn't tell then you the homie |
| If you got bail, then you the homie |
| If you not stale, then you the homie |
| Grew up with criminals, scandalous |
| Rockin' Chanel, then you the bitch |
| I got me a Birkin like I'm a bitch |
| These niggas they tellin', they counterfeit |
| [Verse 2: Meek Mill] |
| You was the plug, then you the homie |
| You never tell, then you the homie |
| You know it's nothin' but shooters on me |
| Them niggas know and never movin' on me |
| I keep a Mac in the Louis bag |
| Look like I got the computers on me |
| I'ma get back at your stupid ass |
| We gon' whack you to better the sooner homie |
| I be fucking your Wednesday crush |
| I'm with that bitch and she droolin' on me |
| All of that shit be made up |
| I'm poppin' and they makin' up rumors on me |
| She gon' jump on this dick and manuever on me |
| I'ma cut her a check and she gon' do it for me |
| Even though my lil' bitches be used to money |
| Just like Jay and Bey daughter I blew the money nigga, woah |
| [Bridge: Young Thug] |
| I took the bales out in the rainy weather |
| This a eight passeng' jet, this is not propeller |
| I'm a big dawg, got my dawgs with me, German Sheppard, uh |
| Yeah I'm rich, kid, but I'm so ready to Bobby, Whitney |
| Can't let you go outside, I just cannot let you dig it |
| [Chorus: Young Thug] |
| I got a bottle of Ace and I popped it and I don't even pour it up |
| We pullin' up foreign, we walk through the club and the bitches they knowin' us |
| This for them niggas that hated on me and they drankin' that Robituss' |
| I had a baby at fifteen and ever since then I been growin' up |
| Player, oh you the homie |
| If you didn't tell then you the homie |
| If you got bail, then you the homie |
| If you not stale, then you the homie |
| Grew up with criminals, scandalous |
| Rockin' Chanel, then you the bitch |
| I got me a Birkin like I'm a bitch |
| These niggas they tellin', they counterfeit |
| [Outro: Young Thug] |
| Yeah, I got a motherfucking ten thousand dollar toe ring on, know what I'm sayin'? |
| With some motherfucking Giuseppe sandals on, bitch |
| Know what I'm sayin', with my tattoos on my toes too, by the way, know what I'm sayin'? |
| Yeah, and I got blue cheese on me, all hundreds |
| Blue cheese, no ranch |
| How you dig that, know what I'm sayin' |
| Yeah I dig that with a golden shovel on another level |
| With a iced out AP times a Rollie bezel |
| It's YSL slime shit |
| You gotta stay ready to keep from gettin' ready, you understand what I'm sayin'? |
| Yeah man, when the bread ready, call yo I'ma take it |