Go Home ft. CamWow Lyrics

I'm really out here winning

They should owe me something

I'm really out here hitting

They should throw me something

The heat that I been giving

That don't go away

Yeah, yeah, yeah I'm in it now

I'm really out here winning

They should owe me something

I'm really out here hitting

They should throw me something

The heat that I've been given

That don't go away

They'll wanna sit me out when they see me play

When I'm out here hitting, I just misbehave

There's a lot of women when you're getting paid

This the type of living that they throw away

Damn, haha

I'm really that nigga since I was like seven

Talkin' that shit, you can get sent to heaven

All of my niggas know I got that glock

I'm driving around with that clutch

Little bitch on my chrome, ayy, ooh

Why she blowin' up my phone, ooh

Pussy ass leave me alone

I'm just tryna make it home

The opps follow me on socials

Them niggas be weird as fuck

We pull up in a Bentley truck

Me and my niggas gon' shoot shit up

I don't really fuck with that bitch

All them niggas was fuckin' simps

That little bitch was a fuckin' treesh

So I sent her to the curb and shit

Little bitch

Little bitch

What you want from me you little bitch

I start doin' good and you want shit

I start doin' good, you wanna hit

I stay out flyin' with a zip

She want a ride, she can't get in

Smokin' while I'm sippin' and I'm hittin'

I swear they just talkin' to get women

I don't need to flex to get more women

I keep it 100 when I'm with them

Never told a lie I can't get with

Baby I'm not toxic, I'm realistic

I'm toxic as shit

Me and my niggas don't give two fucks about that bitch

She think that she poppin'

But she ain't got a bust down on her wrist

Hit that nigga with that hollow

I don't give two fucks about them bitches

Les' they fuckin' swallow

I'm really in them trenches

And I'm packin' fuckin' hollows

Glocks, FNNs, 223's be gone tomorrow

Put him in the dirt, his whole family feel the sorrow

FDG the gang, finna' shoot him in the

In the, in the, in the dome bitch

With that chrome, bitch

Give me dome or go home on your own bitch

On my own shit, rock my own whip

Rock my own wrist, get them all pissed

I get all this

Designer drippin' on me like a faucet

I'm comin' with a vibe they cannot squash it

If they draw a line, then ya I'll cross it

I'm comin' down to rage, I'm outta' pocket

Bitch, you lost it

In this mosh pit, you get tossed in

There's no walk-ins, there's no options

We are not friends