[Intro: Homixide Beno!]
What?
What? (Fuck out my head bro, what the fuck)
(D. Hill)
What?
What? (That n***a ass trippin')
(We global now)
What?
What? (Yeah!)
What? (Yeah!)
Yeah

[Chorus: Homixide Beno! & Homixide Meechie]
I'm on that lean but I ain't slippin' (Nah)
I keep the 5 by my side (I keep that 5 by my side)
A n***a ass play gon' die (They gon' die)
Damn, lil' buddy made the news, Fox 5
They say they get active but I know they lyin'
We step on they block then they run and go hide (Hide)
We hang wit them demons they ready to ride (Ride)
You play and we send them to God (God)
Can't tell by they fiendin' ready to gеt fried
Gang locked down screaming "free thеm guys" (Homixide)
This shit in them raps, these n***as be slidin'
I swear that this shit is no bap, we smokin' H5
This some Glocks, guitars and big bodies
My bro gotta shop off bars and exotics
Just give 'em the drop, then spark the shit out of it
Just give 'em the drop, then spark the shit out of it
[Verse 1: Homixide Beno!]
Yeah, shoot at- shoot at the spark, shoot at
Homixide Gang, they gon drill out the [?]
I hang with them demons, they ready to ride
If you give them a reason, they ready to slide
They still be cappin' and rappin' them lies
Lil buddy gon' go and still be lyin' like why, yeah?
I give them the drop they slide, yeah
They do for the 5, they do it for the 5, yeah

[Verse 2: Homixide Meechie]
Just know it's no question, my brother gon' slide
Hop in this car we got sticks in our ride
I pop me another then smoke the H5
Smokin' this shit, I caught me a vibe
Then we pull up stunt again, bring my brothers in
Finna snot his ass
Lay 'em up for weeks, get the drop
Got his ass

[Chorus: Homixide Beno! & Homixide Meechie]
I'm on that lean but I ain't slippin' (Nah)
I keep the 5 by my side (I keep that 5 by my side)
A n***a ass play gon' die (They gon' die)
Damn, lil' buddy made the news, Fox 5
They say they get active but I know they lyin'
We step on they block then they run and go hide (Hide)
We hang wit them demons they ready to ride (Ride)
You play and we send them to God (God)
Can't tell by they fiendin' ready to get fried
Gang locked down screaming "free them guys" (Homixide)
This shit in them raps, these n***as be slidin'
I swear that this shit is no bap, we smokin' H5
This some Glocks, guitars and big bodies
My bro gotta shop off bars and exotics
Just give 'em the drop, then spark the shit out of it
Just give 'em the drop, then spark the shit out of it