i got some homies - lil reek lyrics
[intro]
roger, turn up, n-gga
[chorus]
i got some homies that rob
i got some homies that went and got a f-ckin’ job
i got some homies that scam
i got some homies that still servin’ out a gram
i got a homie that still get that load
i got a homie that get paid for shows
i got an uncle that smoke on the blow
yeah, remember days we was sleeping on floors
now we tryna get a big bankroll
doing tours, n-gga packin’ out shows, yeah, huh
i got some homies that gotta go get it
i got some homies that ride with fifty
i got some homies in the penitentiary
[verse 1]
i got some homies that cook in the kitchen
i got some homies serve bags out the kitchen
donut shop trapping, you pull up and get it
boy, you know they do this sh-t for a living
all about cash when you come to my city
everybody out here from the trenches
everybody out here gotta get it
i got b-tches shakin’ -ss and t-tties
sh-t can get real when you jump in that field
n-gga, you cappin’, you ain’t trappin’ for real
pull up right on him, give his a deal
wipe his nose for a whole mil’
yeah, we want that check
money, power, motherf-ckin’ respect
your partner got robbed, f-ck n-gga, you next
your partner got robbed, f-ck n-gga, you next
[chorus]
i got some homies that rob
i got some homies that went and got a f-ckin’ job
i got some homies that scam
i got some homies that still servin’ out a gram
i got a homie that still get that load
i got a homie that get paid for shows
i got an uncle that smoke on the blow
yeah, remember days we was sleeping on floors
now we tryna get a big bankroll
doing tours, n-gga packin’ out shows, yeah, huh
i got some homies that gotta go get it
i got some homies that ride with fifty
i got some homies in the penitentiary
[verse 2]
all about cash when you come to my city
young n-gga stayed down for a minute
shakin’ -ss all at magic city
all of the bad b-tches, yeah, they with me, yeah
i went got a check
money, power, motherf-ckin’ respect
from rags to riches to flyin’ on a jet
young n-gga, i’m just out here chasin’ the check
i got some homies that love to drop checks
i got some homies can’t wait to finesse
pull up right on you, pop you in your neck
i got some homies die ’bout they respect, yeah
all of my homies, you know that they with it
’bout lil reek, you’ll catch a whole fifty
pull up on you and you know you could get it, ah
[chorus]
i got some homies that rob
i got some homies that went and got a f-ckin’ job
i got some homies that scam
i got some homies that still servin’ out a gram
i got a homie that still get that load
i got a homie that get paid for shows
i got an uncle that smoke on the blow
yeah, remember days we was sleeping on floors
now we tryna get a big bankroll
doing tours, n-gga packin’ out shows, yeah, huh
i got some homies that gotta go get it
i got some homies that ride with fifty
i got some homies in the penitentiary
[outro]
hah, yeah
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