"AN + ELEGANT + HOMICIDE" lyrics
Yeah, yeah, hahaha
Yeah, it's good, I pull up
Uh (You gotta go hard), why these niggas pussy? (Yes sir, what's up? Pussy)
What? Haha (Go hard)
Why these niggas pussy? Why these niggas pussy? (You heard, nigga, let's see)
Yeah, okay
Walk down (Walk), clip on my waist, I only fear God
Fucked all your broads, I don't care, it's 'cause I'm real hard (Yeah)
Black Rover truck outside on the front yard (Outside)
Fuck all these hoes (Fuck 'em), you don't need 'em, you got no heart (Let's go)
My wh—my white boy suited up just like he fuckin' Mad Max (You know that's Max, man)
The way your bitch, she suck my dick, I don't like that (I don't like that)
The Beamer's tinted, nigga, I don't ride no Scat Pack (Huh)
My money swole, pocket fat, not on Ice Spice (You know that)
I'm ridin' slow with my ho, she holdin' down the pipe (Give me that)
With my bros smokin' O's, I'm high as a kite (Bitch)
I put the pole down and yes, I knows how to fight (You need that)
I hide the Glock in my jeans, I can't move right (Fuck 'em)
I'm a cold-blooded nigga, only move in the night (Yeah)
You know the mobs burn five-hunnid, uh, broad day, yeah
Calico for your soul, ten feet below (Yeah)
Beretta with a nose standin' outside your home (Bang)
(Open that shit up, bitch) I'm knockin' at your door (Door)
(Open that shit up) Open up the door (Door)
Creepin' through the back door, I slide up the window
Goin' up the stairs, smokin' down on some indo'
Lookin' through the room, found your broad on that pillow (Yeah)
It's a homicide (Homicide), she gon' die tonight (Die tonight)
You gon' know who did it 'cause my hoodie down (Yeah), uh
Pick her body up and tape her fuckin' mouth (Huh, bitch)
Pick her body up and throw it on the ground (Bitch)
Aim down on the head, I got a round, yeah
This a homicide, we gon' ride (Ride)
This a homicide (Homicide), ride when we ride (Ride)
We gon' die (Die), we gon' die (We gon' die)
Yeah, uh, uh, yeah
This a homicide (Homicide), ride when we ride (Ride)
This a homicide (Ride), ride when we ride (Ride)
This a homicide (Homicide), ride when we ride (Ride)
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), let's go
W-w-walk down (Walk), clip on my waist, I only fear God
Fucked all your broads, I don't care, it's 'cause I'm real hard (Yeah)
Black Rover truck outside on the front yard (Outside)
Fuck all these hoes (Fuck 'em), you don't need 'em, you got no heart (Let's go)
My wh—my white boy suited up just like he fuckin' Mad Max (You know that's Max, man)
The way your bitch, she suck my dick, I don't like that (I don't like that)
The Beamer's tinted, nigga, I don't ride no Scat Pack (Huh)
My money swole, pocket fat, not on Ice Spice
Yeah, it's good, I pull up
Uh (You gotta go hard), why these niggas pussy? (Yes sir, what's up? Pussy)
What? Haha (Go hard)
Why these niggas pussy? Why these niggas pussy? (You heard, nigga, let's see)
Yeah, okay
Walk down (Walk), clip on my waist, I only fear God
Fucked all your broads, I don't care, it's 'cause I'm real hard (Yeah)
Black Rover truck outside on the front yard (Outside)
Fuck all these hoes (Fuck 'em), you don't need 'em, you got no heart (Let's go)
My wh—my white boy suited up just like he fuckin' Mad Max (You know that's Max, man)
The way your bitch, she suck my dick, I don't like that (I don't like that)
The Beamer's tinted, nigga, I don't ride no Scat Pack (Huh)
My money swole, pocket fat, not on Ice Spice (You know that)
I'm ridin' slow with my ho, she holdin' down the pipe (Give me that)
With my bros smokin' O's, I'm high as a kite (Bitch)
I put the pole down and yes, I knows how to fight (You need that)
I hide the Glock in my jeans, I can't move right (Fuck 'em)
I'm a cold-blooded nigga, only move in the night (Yeah)
You know the mobs burn five-hunnid, uh, broad day, yeah
Calico for your soul, ten feet below (Yeah)
Beretta with a nose standin' outside your home (Bang)
(Open that shit up, bitch) I'm knockin' at your door (Door)
(Open that shit up) Open up the door (Door)
Creepin' through the back door, I slide up the window
Goin' up the stairs, smokin' down on some indo'
Lookin' through the room, found your broad on that pillow (Yeah)
It's a homicide (Homicide), she gon' die tonight (Die tonight)
You gon' know who did it 'cause my hoodie down (Yeah), uh
Pick her body up and tape her fuckin' mouth (Huh, bitch)
Pick her body up and throw it on the ground (Bitch)
Aim down on the head, I got a round, yeah
This a homicide, we gon' ride (Ride)
This a homicide (Homicide), ride when we ride (Ride)
We gon' die (Die), we gon' die (We gon' die)
Yeah, uh, uh, yeah
This a homicide (Homicide), ride when we ride (Ride)
This a homicide (Ride), ride when we ride (Ride)
This a homicide (Homicide), ride when we ride (Ride)
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), let's go
W-w-walk down (Walk), clip on my waist, I only fear God
Fucked all your broads, I don't care, it's 'cause I'm real hard (Yeah)
Black Rover truck outside on the front yard (Outside)
Fuck all these hoes (Fuck 'em), you don't need 'em, you got no heart (Let's go)
My wh—my white boy suited up just like he fuckin' Mad Max (You know that's Max, man)
The way your bitch, she suck my dick, I don't like that (I don't like that)
The Beamer's tinted, nigga, I don't ride no Scat Pack (Huh)
My money swole, pocket fat, not on Ice Spice
