[Lyric] Holler (Homixide Gang)

[Intro]
Snotty snotty gang shit
(Y’all now tuning into my nigga Artist, fuck nigga)
(Fuck outta here, Artist)

[Chorus: Homicide Beno! & Homicide Meechie]
Damn, I deal with your bitch
To LA, hell yeah, she going
Hell nah these ain't Shell Toe, fuck nigga these Rick Owens
I used to have a Metro, now the iPhone, yeah, it do numbers
Fuck that lil' ass Kel-Tec, this guitar create thunder
Them young niggas ready to spin shit
Damn, I ain't even gotta call 'em
Me 'n' snotty we get nasty
That choppa problem solvin'
Creep up on that block, get nasty
Have you heard a nigga holler?
7.62, it get nasty
Won't let you see the doctor

[Verse: Homicide Meechie]
Stopping Trackhawks in thе high speed
Where 12 at? Yeah wе lost 'em
That one time, why the hell I pull up?
I was mad at fuckin' Rice Street
Damn, I should have did a high speed
Stompin', rock these guitars never runnin'
You posting a ho she ain't nothin'
She out of town fucking my buddy
We rockstars and we trappin'
And we serving the whole city
Known to keep some for the high
And for the low just come and get it
We rockstars and we trappin'
Ride with snotty, yeah, we shlicky
We put that shit together for a minute, we had to get it
[Chorus: Homicide Beno! & Homicide Meechie]
Damn, I deal with your bitch
To LA, hell yeah, she going
Hell nah these ain't Shell Toe, fuck nigga these Rick Owens
I used to have a Metro, now the iPhone, yeah, it do numbers
Fuck that lil' ass Kel-Tec, this guitar create thunder
Them young niggas ready to spin shit
Damn, I ain't even gotta call 'em
Me 'n' snotty we get nasty
That choppa problem solvin'
Creep up on that block, get nasty
Have you heard a nigga holler?
7.62, it get nasty
Won't let you see the doctor