Homicide

Lyrics

[Verse 1: ShredGang Mone] Shit your mans got dropped, y'all ain't post a nigga yet In the sky looking down, bet that nigga hella mad Rolled the dice with your life, ain't no [?] Let them know that you a bitch, ain't need no skits to tell them that He heard the shots from the drac, tried to stop, drop and run All that woofin' on the net, ain't even got him a gun Them niggas bitch in real life, [?] Hit his top, guess the shots left him drunk Tryna take a nigga bitch, headshot, he lost his vision Bunch of wack ass jumpers, niggas shoot like the Pistons I ain't ducking from no smoke, I ain't running from no mission Rolling with a 60 right now, like I'm Nipsey [Chorus: ShredGang Mone] If the shit gon hit the floor Can you pull a homicide with me? If them pеople come hit the door Can you sit down, bе quiet with me? If it's go, then it mean it's go Is you gon slide with me? If we get caught, can you stand tall? Can you do some time with me? [Verse 2: Mozzy] Yeah, Vietnam vetty, palms sweaty, I'm on go mode A.G.M. for life, niggas'll die behind this logo Chopper stretch your body like pastrami meat in Togo's Slither to the necklace, [?] just mean I'm solo Niggas try to kill me, who exactly though? I don't know Told them more than once, that ain't me inside that 4 door I tell them more than once, that ain't me inside that 4 door I'm tryna run a play and overtax me some bozos [?] we want the smoke All of it, no arguing, we parkin' shit And as far as being a [?] we far from it [?] And my name platinum, you cannot tarnish it My name plat- My name platinum, you cannot tarnish it [Chorus: ShredGang Mone] If the shit gon hit the floor Can you pull a homicide with me? If them people come hit the door Can you sit down, be quiet with me? If it's go, then it mean it's go Is you gon slide with me? If we get caught, can you stand tall? Can you do some time with me? [Verse 3: ShredGang Mone] I never heard nothing these niggas Before it was an Instagram You heard my name cause I was making niggas give me there's Bitch I bust quick with that glizzy, like a minute man I ain't get my fucking name off no pen and pad Internet gangstas doing all this for the clout When I pull up, put that FN Five-Seven in his mouth We 2 different type of niggas, keep my name out your mouth I keep my glizzy on my hip, you keep your glizzy in your pouch Pussy