HOMIXIDE ft. ssolumm Lyrics

Prada Jeans, my valentine

Billie Jean, she down to slide

Really mean, teen bean all night

And I popped a bean but now I'm fine

I feel like KANKAN cause I'm on the way to hell

Ring the bell, call off at twelve

Popped a pill, now I'm feeling well, okay

Homixide, I puttem on

Now I wanna ride, so I hit the gas

Twin turbo boost my shit, I'm really boutta crash, okay

But I might be okay

Just give me space, I need all day

I need that room to breathe

This denim always new to me, I got Truey jeans

Like Louis V

I talk my shit like poo poo pee, I'm still a kid

No way he did what I think he did

What the fuck was that?

How could I fuck with that?

My shits precarious

Ain't that hilarious? I'm serious

I got a hood on my hood, mysterious

Delirious, that bitch delirious

She wanna get picked up for petty sex

Me and slip like Yeat and BNYX

Don't hit my phone, I do not answer texts bitch

Diamonds on my necklace

And I just pulled up on your homie

Scratch that pussy off my checklist

Real rockstar, never less bitch

Prada Jeans, my valentine

Billie Jean, she down to slide

Really mean, teen bean all night

And I popped a bean but now I'm fine

I feel like KANKAN cause I'm on the way to hell

Ring the bell, call off at 12

Popped a pill, now I'm feeling well, okay

Homixide, I puttem on

Now I wanna ride, so I hit the gas

Twin turbo boost my shit, I'm really boutta crash, okay

But I might be okay

Just give me space, I need all day

I need that room to breathe

This denim always new to me, I got Truey jeans, like

Prada jeans, my valentine

Billie Jean, she down to slide

Really mean, teen bean all night

And I popped a bean but now I'm fine

Homixide, I puttem on

Now I wanna ride, so I hit the gas

Twin turbo boost my shit, I'm really boutta crash, okay

Got Prada Jeans, my valentine

Got Billie Jean, she down to slide

That's really mean, teen bean all night

And I popped a bean but now I'm fine