Young Thug - Homie

^EmUh Uh DJ Carnage times Thugger, you know what I'm sayin'? ^EmThugger times DJ Carnage, you know what I'm sayin'? You know what I'm sayin' nigga? Ya dig? Ya dig?

^DbI got a bottle of Ace and I popped it and I don't even pour it up ^DbWe pullin' up foreign, we walk through the club and the bitches they knowin' us ^DbThis for them niggas that hated on me and they drankin' that Robituss' ^DbI had a baby at fifteen and ever since then I been growin' up ^DbPlayer, oh you the homie ^DbIf you didn't tell then you the homie ^DbIf you got bail, then you the homie ^DbIf you not stale, then you the homie ^DbGrew up with criminals, scandalous ^DbRockin' Chanel, then you the bitch ^DbI got me a Birkin like I'm a bitch ^DbThese niggas they tellin', they counterfeit

^DbPut that fuckboy on the newspaper In the sea with some tons strapped to his ankles Fuck nigga, try me at any angle I'ma shoot him and turn him into an angel ^DbBoy, you gon' turn him into an angel? Fuck yeah, turn him to an angel ^DbDon't come around with the anger You know everybody having bangers db If a pussy nigga play with me Swear to god Kirk Franklin can't save him ^DbI can get you whacked real easy You are not a Power Ranger, you a stranger ^DbPussy nigga you're no danger Gangster bitch with me, she'll spank ya ^DbSwear to God all I gotta do is point one finger She'll close range ya, hah ^DbDrinkin' 'Tussin', nigga slow it down RIP to Troupe, pour it out ^DbThey want me dead but I can't ever die They livin' false, but I can never lie ^DbMob baby, baby I got ties ^DbI want chicken wings on the side ^AbYou got higher dreams when you fly ^DbUntil then you're never near the sky

^DbI got a bottle of Ace and I popped it and I don't even pour it up ^AbWe pullin' up foreign, we walk through the club and the bitches they knowin' us ^DbThis for them niggas that hated on me and they drankin' that Robituss' ^DbI had a baby at fifteen and ever since then I been growin' up ^DbPlayer, oh you the homie ^AbIf you didn't tell then you the homie ^AbIf you got bail, then you the homie If you not stale, then you the homie ^DbGrew up with criminals, scandalous Rockin' Chanel, then you the bitch ^DbI got me a Birkin like I'm a bitch These niggas they tellin', they counterfeit

^DbYou was the plug, then you the homie You never tell, then you the homie ^DbYou know it's nothin' but shooters on me Them niggas know and never movin' on me ^DbI keep a Mac in the Louis bag Look like I got the computers on me ^DbI'ma get back at your stupid ass We gon' whack you to better the sooner homie ^DbI be fucking your Wednesday crush I'm with that bitch and she droolin' on me ^DbAll of that shit be made up I'm poppin' and they makin' up rumors on me ^DbShe gon' jump on this dick and manuever on me I'ma cut her a check and she gon' do it for me ^DbEven though my lil' bitches be used to money Just like Jay and Bey daughter I blew the money nigga, woah

^DbI took the bales out in the rainy weather This a eight passeng' jet, this is not propeller ^DbI'm a big dawg, got my dawgs with me, German Sheppard, uh ^DbYeah I'm rich, kid, but I'm so ready to Bobby, Whitney ^DbCan't let you go outside, I just cannot let you dig it

^DbI got a bottle of Ace and I popped it and I don't even pour it up ^AbWe pullin' up foreign, we walk through the club and the bitches they knowin' us ^DbThis for them niggas that hated on me and they drankin' that Robituss' ^DbI had a baby at fifteen and ever since then I been growin' up ^DbPlayer, oh you the homie ^AbIf you didn't tell then you the homie ^AbIf you got bail, then you the homie If you not stale, then you the homie ^DbGrew up with criminals, scandalous Rockin' Chanel, then you the bitch ^DbI got me a Birkin like I'm a bitch These niggas they tellin', they counterfeit

^DbYeah, I got a motherfucking ten thousand dollar toe ring on, know what I'm sayin'? ^DbWith some motherfucking Giuseppe sandals on, bitch ^DbKnow what I'm sayin', with my tattoos on my toes too, by the way, know what I'm sayin'? ^DbYeah, and I got blue cheese on me, all hundreds ^DbBlue cheese, no ranch ^DbHow you dig that, know what I'm sayin' ^DbYeah I dig that with a golden shovel on another level

N.C.

With a iced out AP times a Rollie bezel It's YSL slime shit You gotta stay ready to keep from gettin' ready, you understand what I'm sayin'? Yeah man, when the bread ready, call yo I'ma take it