Homixide Gang - DesignerDRÜGZ lyrics

Homixide Beno! & Homixide Meechie

[Homixide Gang - DesignerDRÜGZ lyrics]

Homixide, yeah (What?) yeah (What?) what?

Every time I wake up in the
Morning, I grab my 5, yeah 
(Grab my 5) i get on my knees and I pray to
The Lord, to the sky, yeah
(Pray to the Lord, to the sky)
I pray to the Lord, for
Every nigga that try me, he gon' die
(He gon' try, he gon' die)
The right hand on the bottom
Of my Glock, fire, fire
I'ma send it to the sky (Send it to the sky)
I'ma see how that work (See how that work)
I'ma grab that Draco, and, yeah
I'ma see how it twerk
(yeah, I'mma see how it twerk)
I'ma put in that work (Put in that work)
She put in that work (She put in that work)
She throwin' that ass, baby
I like how it twerk (Homixide, Homixide)
I put in that work, but can't forgеt my 5
(Homixide, Homixide) they right on my sidе
Everywhere I go, I'm slidin'
(Everywhere I go, I’m)
I'm blazin' my ties (I'm blazin' my)
And Vetements on my boots (Vetements on my)
I keep it in my shoes (Keep it in my)
In the club, I shoot (In the club, I)
Yeah, don't play with my guys, what?

She pull up to the party
Talkin' 'bout she wanna get fried (What?)
Got pink Molly, white Molly, huh
I got the coke too (Wow)
We fire a blunt up, yeah, you know it H5
(H5, H5, H5)

A rockstar lifestyle, Homixide, yeah
All the time (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)
A rockstar lifestyle, Homixide, yeah
All the time (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)
A rockstar lifestyle, Homixide, yeah
All the time (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)
A rockstar lifestyle, Homixide, yeah
All the time (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)

Yeah, all the time
(Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)
Play with this shit, get fried

I got some ties
(I got some ties) I'm bangin'
The 5 (Bangin' the 5) it is Homixide
(It is Homixide) we ready to slide, huh
And free all my guys
(Free all the guys) they countin'
Us out (Countin' us out)
And look at this shit
(And look at this shit)
She's straight Homixide (Homixide, homixide)

Lil' bitch out in London, I’m going all day
I can't even get money
I'm shoppin' with gang
We walk in the store, they stay out my change
(Stay out my things)
She wanna be mine 'cause I got these diamonds
All on my neck and my wrist
She know that young nigga lit
(Young nigga lit)
I'm ready to fuck up a check
(Fuck up a check)

What, what she pull up to the party
Talkin' 'bout she wanna get fried (What?)
Got pink Molly, white Molly, huh
I got the coke too (Wow)
We fire a blunt up, yeah, you know it H5
(H5, H5, H5)

A rockstar lifestyle, Homixide, yeah
All the time (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)
A rockstar lifestyle, Homixide, yeah
All the time (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)
A rockstar lifestyle, Homixide, yeah
All the time (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)
A rockstar lifestyle, Homixide, yeah
All the time (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)

Yeah, all the time
(Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)
Play with this shit, get fried

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