"Homebody" lyrics
Aye, G Block, yea, yea-yea-yeah, ah
I couldn't-
Present, president of-
Aye, aye
You ain't never outside, you's a home body, nigga (Aye)
You ain't killing nobody
If you fucking with them suckers you'll get smoked probably, nah
You for sure gon' get spanked
Bounce out, it's the mops, get low
If you getting chased by drac', toe tag the nigga
Don't nobody miss him anyway
Don't politic with Stockton niggas but I'm good on black gates
Gales I got demons, on the G'z I pop a perc and act strange
From the devil's block, I know niggas died in the hood
Sacrificed him to the wolves cause he thought this shit was good
Forever on that with my opps, it's a couple of em' in woods
Jumped out that car and stepped on cuz like I had some on my foot
Janky nigga, turn my sweater inside out, I'm finna spin in this
Spent a bag on it, I'm gon' slide and wear this bitch again
Heard he love his homies, G'z I pray I catch this nigga with his friend
Punched on a bro, he tried to kick me out the car, G'z I'm getting in
Popped door on em'
Just cause he G'z don't mean he EBK, that's yo' homie
Took the chain off his neck, you don't know Slo-Be
The landlord of the G, baby, I'm the president, vote for me
Caught a case with a rat should've clipped blood
Make Gales give his cuban up, it's a stick up
Can't say this rapper name but he don't know he got his bitch fucked
Got famous hoes in my DM's, it's hard to pick one
Bitch I'm a dog, German Shepherd, can't be fucked with
My Loc popping niggas with the same flag he like fuck Crip
Aye, I'm Damu but I got blues out my blood bitch
I still be on that red on red time, don't give a fuck nigga
Yanked up looking at niggas weird cause I don't trust niggas
Bounce out with this switchy on my hip, I only trust glitches
They ain't slide for they dogs, they like fuck spinning
They like fuck living, all y'all do is drugs nigga
You ain't never outside, you's a home body, nigga (Aye)
You ain't killing nobody
If you fucking with them suckers you'll get smoked probably, nah
You for sure gon' get spanked
Bounce out, it's the mops, get low
If you getting chased by drac', toe tag the nigga
Don't nobody miss him anyway
Don't politic with Stockton niggas but I'm good on black gates
Gales I got demons, on the G'z I pop a perc and act strange
I couldn't-
Present, president of-
Aye, aye
You ain't never outside, you's a home body, nigga (Aye)
You ain't killing nobody
If you fucking with them suckers you'll get smoked probably, nah
You for sure gon' get spanked
Bounce out, it's the mops, get low
If you getting chased by drac', toe tag the nigga
Don't nobody miss him anyway
Don't politic with Stockton niggas but I'm good on black gates
Gales I got demons, on the G'z I pop a perc and act strange
From the devil's block, I know niggas died in the hood
Sacrificed him to the wolves cause he thought this shit was good
Forever on that with my opps, it's a couple of em' in woods
Jumped out that car and stepped on cuz like I had some on my foot
Janky nigga, turn my sweater inside out, I'm finna spin in this
Spent a bag on it, I'm gon' slide and wear this bitch again
Heard he love his homies, G'z I pray I catch this nigga with his friend
Punched on a bro, he tried to kick me out the car, G'z I'm getting in
Popped door on em'
Just cause he G'z don't mean he EBK, that's yo' homie
Took the chain off his neck, you don't know Slo-Be
The landlord of the G, baby, I'm the president, vote for me
Caught a case with a rat should've clipped blood
Make Gales give his cuban up, it's a stick up
Can't say this rapper name but he don't know he got his bitch fucked
Got famous hoes in my DM's, it's hard to pick one
Bitch I'm a dog, German Shepherd, can't be fucked with
My Loc popping niggas with the same flag he like fuck Crip
Aye, I'm Damu but I got blues out my blood bitch
I still be on that red on red time, don't give a fuck nigga
Yanked up looking at niggas weird cause I don't trust niggas
Bounce out with this switchy on my hip, I only trust glitches
They ain't slide for they dogs, they like fuck spinning
They like fuck living, all y'all do is drugs nigga
You ain't never outside, you's a home body, nigga (Aye)
You ain't killing nobody
If you fucking with them suckers you'll get smoked probably, nah
You for sure gon' get spanked
Bounce out, it's the mops, get low
If you getting chased by drac', toe tag the nigga
Don't nobody miss him anyway
Don't politic with Stockton niggas but I'm good on black gates
Gales I got demons, on the G'z I pop a perc and act strange
Writer(s): Jaymani Gorman, Luuk Harmsen, Mate Molnar
