YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Homicide Pt. 2 lyrics
[YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Homicide Pt. 2 lyrics]
Woah (Leor, light it up) lil Top, nigga
(Smoke)
Homicides, homicides
We know how to make mamas cry
Catch 'em 'fore he walk inside, baow, baow
Blrrt crybaby, crybaby
Walk down and we pull onside
Fuck wrong with the people? Talk
Crazy, YoungBoy, I say, "Terminate 'em"
Fuck wrong with them? I ain't
Wastin' none of my lean, are you crazy?
Had her pistol totin' on the scene
That's my baby
Four, five hoes 'round, three
Five sticks too
I wanna know when these pussy
Niggas got like this though like why, why
Pussy niggas lyin' like they want my soul?
All these niggas hoes, they all hoes
Tell 'em fuck that tension
I'ma make sure that they know
She said she don't smoke no
Dope, come with me, know what it is
Stay up out my fuckin' house
This is not no place for kids
She tellin' me she love me
Bitch ain't poppin' pussy
She ain't stayin' over
Know I pop the pussy, ain't no layin' on me
Flawless diamonds, come and check the timin'
Baby know I'm grimy, ooh, baby know I'm slimy
Make that ho go buy lil' bro a stick
Just so I can tell him to
Shoot shit up inside this bitch
Pussy nigga, I say
Homicides, homicides
We know how to make mamas cry
Kill her child, kill her child
We make fuckin' mamas cry
People tell you lots of things
But chopper bullets never lie
Never know who tellin' names
That's why they go to every side
Homicides, homicides
We know how to make mamas cry
Catch 'em 'fore he walk inside, baow, baow
Blrrt crybaby, crybaby
Walk down and we pull onside
Fuck wrong with the people? Talk
Crazy, YoungBoy, I say, "Terminate 'em"
(Smoke)
Homicides, homicides
We know how to make mamas cry
Catch 'em 'fore he walk inside, baow, baow
Blrrt crybaby, crybaby
Walk down and we pull onside
Fuck wrong with the people? Talk
Crazy, YoungBoy, I say, "Terminate 'em"
Fuck wrong with them? I ain't
Wastin' none of my lean, are you crazy?
Had her pistol totin' on the scene
That's my baby
Four, five hoes 'round, three
Five sticks too
I wanna know when these pussy
Niggas got like this though like why, why
Pussy niggas lyin' like they want my soul?
All these niggas hoes, they all hoes
Tell 'em fuck that tension
I'ma make sure that they know
She said she don't smoke no
Dope, come with me, know what it is
Stay up out my fuckin' house
This is not no place for kids
She tellin' me she love me
Bitch ain't poppin' pussy
She ain't stayin' over
Know I pop the pussy, ain't no layin' on me
Flawless diamonds, come and check the timin'
Baby know I'm grimy, ooh, baby know I'm slimy
Make that ho go buy lil' bro a stick
Just so I can tell him to
Shoot shit up inside this bitch
Pussy nigga, I say
Homicides, homicides
We know how to make mamas cry
Kill her child, kill her child
We make fuckin' mamas cry
People tell you lots of things
But chopper bullets never lie
Never know who tellin' names
That's why they go to every side
Homicides, homicides
We know how to make mamas cry
Catch 'em 'fore he walk inside, baow, baow
Blrrt crybaby, crybaby
Walk down and we pull onside
Fuck wrong with the people? Talk
Crazy, YoungBoy, I say, "Terminate 'em"