"My Home"

Intro: You don't wanna come 'round my home You don't wanna come 'round my home (Ha-home) You don't wanna come 'round my (Ha-home) You don't wanna come round my home (My home.) (My home, my home) Verse: Black window tint If he boost, he get hit I see relish to be made I was made for this shit Yeah, he salty Yeah, he pissed I will reign on parade If you think you the shit (Yuh) Blade in the sheath If you craving a slice Blood covered figure Like blade to the sky Do you wanna die Putt'em in a hearse Do you wanna be next Please notify I am the hurricane Suck on my dick Make me feel like the candy cane Choppa so angry Just like the tempest, he might just let it rain I need to calm down, I need to meditate Build up my chakra, like almighty push Like you might just feel the pain [?] I am so insane Straight in the membrane Bust on your bitch And I feel like some champange Thirty round, chop shop Cook'em like lo mein Whoa, who are you You jealous, then boost Brozy, you lose Bands, will snooze Want relish, do you [hook]: You don't wanna come 'round my home You don't wanna come 'round my home You don't wanna come 'round my home