LG Hotc - Da Homies (feat. Squalle)

I just wanna flex with the homie
Foreign car bless with the homie
Break a couple neck with the homies
Split a light check with the homies
Show my respect to the homies
Go brook nets with the homies
Show love to all of my homies
Die old age big homie

I just wanna flex with the homies
Life good life great pretty tony
Eating on the beat like Shoney's
Make me a hit like money
Gotta go get my dream Gotta go get us a bag
Brush riding round in a Honda while I ride around in a jag
Keep it real man I love my brother
Understand that you are my brother
I'm a stand with all of my brothers You the man to all my brothers
Run it up with all of my people kicking flavor like a brother playing fifa
Got it bunking 95 with a beeper We fam don't we share the same features
I just wanna count me a Milly chase me a waterfall chili
Talk my talk like Billy feel so good with fam with it
I'm a drip drip all on my haters and I'm a drip drip all on my foes
Gotta keep me wet floor sign cause I drip drip all on these floors

I just wanna flex with the homie
Foreign car bless with the homie
Break a couple neck with the homies
Split a light check with the homies
Show my respect to the homies
Go brook nets with the homies
Show love to all of my homies
Die old age big homie

I get the bag with my homies I get the bag with my day ones
I will not deal with no phony lil homie so if you not gang don't say none
I kept it solid no question My homie balling bill Russell we hall of fame
I'm at they neck like a gold chain I will not tolerate no lame
I'm in my own lane I can't swerve rest in peace my boy swerve
I got some homies that'll slide for me hoping out a van like the purge
I do not care what you heard my homie we fly like a bird
I stick to my word I push me a foreign you watch from the curve
I flex on my haters I get on they nerves
I get it I get it I grind with no limits I count up my digits
I cannot fidget I know these haters want me off my pivot
So I am not slipping My homies we gifted
Play with my set you get lifted and BL we the committee
We the realest unit up in the city I kept it 300 percentage

I just wanna flex with the homie
Foreign car bless with the homie
Break a couple neck with the homies
Split a light check with the homies
Show my respect to the homies
Go brook nets with the homies
Show love to all of my homies
Die old age big homie

Written by:
Larry Gresham, Torrance Wilcher

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