For The Homey’s

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Thought on my head, licking the brain Wetting the bed, in the name of jews Fucking the frog, getting the germ Lie to the cops that we playing stupid You're not alone, we got yo back Fucking wit' you, yeah, they fucking wit' us Let it be known, you are part of the plan, your are part of the team, never fucking with trust [Hook] x4 Go dog You my home dog You my [?] (I got your back girl, I got you back girl) [Verse 2] Shit on the floor, scratching the walls [???] Tell at your moms, they got it wrong [???] We got a plan, we got it, man Sell you a [?] yeah we keep that shit moving Keeping the cut, these niggas is nut' There's nothing that's worse than when a winner start losing [Outro] These fuckers so [??] Ain't got no job ass What a [??] for you Yo, wanna get on my fucking guests list? You wanna get on my guests list? How 'bout you pay for a fucking ticket, you fucking bootch Yo, they be coming at me like: "Oh yeah, like, you know, you underground, you underground" Yo, Fuck the underground! You betta do for yourself ma' You betta do for yourself bru' And stop bootching on me I'm just one little fucking person out here, tryna make it Yo? And what's wit the girls, who tried to steal shit, man? Who tryna fucking come up on some hot shit Yo, I'm just speaking the truth, I'm just speaking the truth! I'm not bitter, I'm getting money I'm getting money, bitch!