[Intro: Young Thug]
(Zaytoven)
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[Chorus: Young Thug]
I do my thing, girl, it's a homicide
I do my thing, girl, that's a homicide
My diamonds bling bae thats a homicide
My ice got ice on, it's a homicide, yeah
Now, I'm with my boys, you know we homicide, yeah
I'ma go on that pussy like a homicide, yeah
Count up some digits, n***a, homicide, alright
Homicide (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
You know the deal
I wanna fuck on your ho
Just 'cause a n***a so real
She suck that dick on the low
I call that bitch out from 'Nolia
I know that bitch wanna fuck
All of these bitches want my woadie
All of these bitches want the sauce
All of these bitches with Migos
I let that bitch hit the road
I let her bang YSL
Fuck hеr again, and she won't tell
Not broke, I got sеnt out on bail
They play, I'ma smoke 'em in prayer
Smoke thangs and ride with Lil ChiChi
She play, you gon' smoke her for real
For real (Brrt)
I won't ride 'round with no n***a, walked in with my cake up
And she was right there when I got my first cake with my penthouse
Got stupid weed, don't put no birds in the car, it's a rental
I just wanna know if you with homicides (Is you with that?)
[Chorus: Young Thug]
I do my thing, girl, it's a homicide
I do my thing, girl, that's a homicide
My diamonds bling bae thats a homicide
My ice got ice on, it's a homicide, yeah
Now, I'm with my boys, you know we homicide, yeah
I'ma go on that pussy like a homicide, yeah
Count up some digits, n***a, homicide, alright
Homicide (Yeah)

[Verse 2: Takeoff]
(Takeoff!)
No matter what no matter the time
I call up my Migo my Slime they gon' ride
He talking like Biggie he ready to die we gon' see if he bout the shot between the eyes
Gear up a fake ain't nothing else but lies
Expendo [?] get nice
I get my blessings and go pay my tides
Got one like a tissue n***a whats the issue fuck you [?]
[?]
Yo bitch at my condo she swallow my pickle
You talk to the police, don't wanna fuck with you
You talkin' 'bout homicide, I might get with you
I know that my diamonds, they jump with no [?]
You lookin' so long, might as well take a picture
Homicide, homicide, my n***as
If they clap on the block, they smoke you like a swisher
You n***as sneak dissin', get thrown in a river
My drip a refriger, make that n***a shiver
That ain't real gold on your neck boy thats silver
Put that bitch up and she talk to a pillar
Bitch sloppy toppy then I might just [?]
After slimming the [?]
Pocket rocket [?] pocket shit
She waiting for a n***a dancin' love [?] shit
These [?] karate shit
But when I pull it out, got the Karate Kid
They plottin' on flows, don't acknowledge it
Cheffin' it up, geonometry
Choppa sting a n***a bumblebee
I'mma slide and leave your block ugly (Brrt, ayy, Takeoff)
[Chorus: Young Thug]
I do my thing, girl, it's a homicide
I do my thing, girl, that's a homicide
My diamonds bling bae thats a homicide
My ice got ice on, it's a homicide, yeah
Now, I'm with my boys, you know we homicide, yeah
I'ma go on that pussy like a homicide, yeah
Count up some digits, n***a, homicide, alright
Homicide (Yeah)

[Verse 3: Quavo]
Do you wanna ride
In the backseat of the black tower
Me and my n***as we do or die
Do you wanna ride
Backseat of my tower cause we bout to do a homicide
Hop out the coupe and I'm mad at you
Hop out the coupe and blast at you
Me and my n***a like [?] and ketchup
Me and my n***a gon' bust it forever
Hit a n***a like I'm london fletcher
I stick it the birds that fly with the feathers
Me and my n***a we pull up wherever
Me and my n***a we pull up whenever
Me and my chopper we go together and [?] feel like I'm OJ
He talking hard with that white T on so I turned it red looking like Kool Aid
Remember back in the day we used to fade, but now we to grown we fade with the K
Now that I'm on I'm having my way
Now that I'm on I'm calling the plays
You n***as mad making minimum wage
When you get that paper that paper gon' chase
I don't fuck with a n***a that wanna handout
You make me wan' pullup and air your shit out
I came from kicking in doors and runnin' the houses, that's what I'm bout
Now that I'm up, you know what I'm bout, I pay a hitman to air your shit out
[Chorus: Young Thug]
I do my thing, girl, it's a homicide
I do my thing, girl, that's a homicide
My diamonds bling bae thats a homicide
My ice got ice on, it's a homicide, yeah
Now, I'm with my boys, you know we homicide, yeah
I'ma go on that pussy like a homicide, yeah
Count up some digits, n***a, homicide, alright
Homicide (Yeah)