Home Alone

Lyrics

Think me messing with the wrong liquor Got me lil' blurry and stuff What I'm gone do with the Ms.? Both say "god damn it, where my folk at" Think we locked positions Gone stumble out the spot because he waiting with my fishy I'm breaking salt, leave ya chitter chat I got a suture you could split to put ya fingers at Yeah, I was squiggling on her 'cuz it was super fat Gone get some yummy off the bop but not gone break a stack Like what you gonna do? If they bone you? Lookin' a straggler, coming out with me whole crew Bitch, I uh show you Just what the chrome do If they wan' tattle, I'ma catch 'еm home alone, fool That's the problеm with all you motherfuckers Shit, I get to mine Like, speak to me? For what? Uh huh, Lil' Bobo tryna snap Lil' crocodile toe with something yummy in the back Lil' Hermes loafer, that's whatever - I don't need ya ass I talk brains on the floor, gimme some of that (yeah) You ain't moving with the click I don't really know ya shit So don't hold ya breath, bitch You not gettin' close to this Yep, it's called a boundary Tell you how it's bout to be Don't like how it's sounding Get these boys from round me