Fck Yo Homie by TrenchBaby Lyrics
[Intro]
Uh, uh, go
Go, go
Go, go
Go, go
Go
Turn me on I'm throwin' like Roger
I bet you live for the 9 to the Gardens
I bet you live for the nine
[Verse 1]
Nigga try me and I throwin' like Roger
Bitch, we lit from the 9 to the Gardens
And bitch I'm up next, see you hatin'-ass niggas
Suck a dick, I beg your pardon
And this Drac' got a kick, while I walk with a limp, so watch how you motherfuckin' talkin'
And my lil' bro a savage, he gon' let it spark so watch how you motherfuckin' walkin'
Uh, this Glock got a base drum
Broke nigga get your motherfuckin' cake on
I used to post up on the block, with a big-ass jock 'til my heart stop while drinkin' this Wock'
Ayy, and this goofy-ass nigga, he all in the spots, they be makin' it hot
And we keep flippin' them blocks 'causе it's been fuck the opps
And for Azo I'm pushin' all in the box, bitch, go
Ayy, catch a opp and we scorе
Racks bigger than Mutombo
And, hey, bitch I'm back and I'm from the 'Raq ('Raq), where they got the switches on Glocks for attach
And hoes be thots, gettin' beat to the matress (Beat)
And niggas ain't clappin', they great ass actors
And for Cap I'm on go, right or wrong (Baow), got me throwin' out bullets like Pat' Mahomes (Baow, baow)
Guarantee he gon' catch it like OBJ
Now you needin' a pastor, call TDJ (That pack)
And that pack in the mail like I'm Baby
Ayy, you can be my lil' ho, not my lady (Bitch)
Nigga, I ain't pullin' over, they gon' have to chase me
Draco, semi-automatic, we don't tote no .380s (Baow)
And we step out the body, you would think we was crazy (Baow, baow)
Shout out to the real BlindBaby, my brother
But the low end raised me, I come from the gutter (The trappin')
My young niggas savages, they toss at your mother
It's kill or be killed in the field, it get real
My day one homie had froze on a drill (Bitch-ass nigga)
[Outro]
My day one homie froze on a drill, that shit really fucked me up
But you know it's fuck 'em
And it's all-white on me, uh, and it's fuck your homie, ayy
And it's all-white on me, ayy, and it's fuck your homie, ayy
And it's all-white on me, ayy, and it's fuck your homie, ayy
And it's all-white on me, ayy, man, fuck your homie, bitch
Uh, uh, go
Go, go
Go, go
Go, go
Go
Turn me on I'm throwin' like Roger
I bet you live for the 9 to the Gardens
I bet you live for the nine
[Verse 1]
Nigga try me and I throwin' like Roger
Bitch, we lit from the 9 to the Gardens
And bitch I'm up next, see you hatin'-ass niggas
Suck a dick, I beg your pardon
And this Drac' got a kick, while I walk with a limp, so watch how you motherfuckin' talkin'
And my lil' bro a savage, he gon' let it spark so watch how you motherfuckin' walkin'
Uh, this Glock got a base drum
Broke nigga get your motherfuckin' cake on
I used to post up on the block, with a big-ass jock 'til my heart stop while drinkin' this Wock'
Ayy, and this goofy-ass nigga, he all in the spots, they be makin' it hot
And we keep flippin' them blocks 'causе it's been fuck the opps
And for Azo I'm pushin' all in the box, bitch, go
Ayy, catch a opp and we scorе
Racks bigger than Mutombo
And, hey, bitch I'm back and I'm from the 'Raq ('Raq), where they got the switches on Glocks for attach
And hoes be thots, gettin' beat to the matress (Beat)
And niggas ain't clappin', they great ass actors
And for Cap I'm on go, right or wrong (Baow), got me throwin' out bullets like Pat' Mahomes (Baow, baow)
Guarantee he gon' catch it like OBJ
Now you needin' a pastor, call TDJ (That pack)
And that pack in the mail like I'm Baby
Ayy, you can be my lil' ho, not my lady (Bitch)
Nigga, I ain't pullin' over, they gon' have to chase me
Draco, semi-automatic, we don't tote no .380s (Baow)
And we step out the body, you would think we was crazy (Baow, baow)
Shout out to the real BlindBaby, my brother
But the low end raised me, I come from the gutter (The trappin')
My young niggas savages, they toss at your mother
It's kill or be killed in the field, it get real
My day one homie had froze on a drill (Bitch-ass nigga)
[Outro]
My day one homie froze on a drill, that shit really fucked me up
But you know it's fuck 'em
And it's all-white on me, uh, and it's fuck your homie, ayy
And it's all-white on me, ayy, and it's fuck your homie, ayy
And it's all-white on me, ayy, and it's fuck your homie, ayy
And it's all-white on me, ayy, man, fuck your homie, bitch