[Chorus: Fred Rarrii]
It's a homicide
Somebody mama crying
Somebody baby dieing
Yeah
Fucking with the wrong n***as get you fucked up
Yeah
It's a homicide
Somebody mama crying
Somebody baby dieing
Yeah
Fucking with the wrong n***as get you fucked up
Riding with the wrong clique get you wet up
Yeah

[Verse 1: Fred Rarrii]
I ain't ducking no action, I don't need no protection
All my n***as got weapons, you can't come in my section
Always packing the weapon, Smith and Wesson my weapon
[?] what I'm reppin
Yeah yeah
That K move when I move
I ain't never been to school
N***a I ain't no fool
Try me, I teach you
Talking [?] I been through
Sware I love [?]
Got a shooter [?]
Drop the window, he gon shoot
It ain't no beef lil n***a, cause we'll x it out
It ain't no beef bout no bitch, me and my dawg hit
Call up Ralo and tell him I need a whole brick
Keep that stick close range, it's for the bullshit
[Chorus: Fred Rarrii]
It's a homicide
Somebody mama crying
Somebody baby dieing
Yeah
Fucking with the wrong n***as get you fucked up
Yeah
It's a homicide
Somebody mama crying
Somebody baby dieing
Yeah
Fucking with the wrong n***as get you fucked up
Riding with the wrong clique get you wet up
Yeah

[Verse 2: Ralo]
It's a homicide, mama traumatised
My lil partner died, you know we gonna ride
[?], but we ain't eating no [?]
Make a n***a scream
I told Fred, we gon make sure Lucci put you in the Rari
[?] I'm sorry
We going back to robbing
My iggas starving, we hungry, we eat off dinner plates
We [?], they hate us anyway
I'm just tryna make a way
And I might catch a case today, to make sure the family straight
But as long as I know they ate
I'm [?] for 48
N***a make one mistake, and I'll wack his shit everyday
[Chorus: Fred Rarrii]
It's a homicide
Somebody mama crying
Somebody baby dieing
Yeah
Fucking with the wrong n***as get you fucked up
Yeah
It's a homicide
Somebody mama crying
Somebody baby dieing
Yeah
Fucking with the wrong n***as get you fucked up
Riding with the wrong clique get you wet up
Yeah