Homicide

[Intro: Young Thug]

(Zaytoven)

Let's get it

[Chorus: Young Thug]

I do my thing, girl, it's a homicide

I do my thing, girl, that's a homicide

My diamonds bling, bae thats a homicide

My ice got ice on, it's a homicide, yeah

Now, I'm with my boys, you know we homicide, yeah

I'ma go on that pussy like a homicide, yeah

Count up some digits, nigga, homicide, alright

Homicide (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Young Thug]

You know the deal

I wanna fuck on your ho

Just 'cause a nigga so real

She suck that dick on the low

I call that bitch out from 'Nolia

I know that bitch wanna fuck

All of these bitches want my woadie

All of these bitches want the sauce

All of these bitches with Migos

I let that bitch hit the road

I let hеr bang YSL

Fuck her again, and she won't tell

Not brokе, I got sent out on bail

They play, I'ma smoke 'em in prayer

Smoke thangs and ride with Lil ChiChi

She play, you gon' smoke her for real

For real (Brrt)

I won't ride 'round with no nigga, walked in with my cake up

And she was right there when I got my first cake with my penthouse

Got stupid weed, don't put no birds in the car, it's a rental

I just wanna know if you with homicides (Is you with that?)

[Chorus: Young Thug & Takeoff]

I do my thing, girl, it's a homicide

I do my thing, girl, that's a homicide

My diamonds bling, bae thats a homicide

My ice got ice on, it's a homicide, yeah

Now, I'm with my boys, you know we homicide, yeah

I'ma go on that pussy like a homicide, yeah

Count up some digits, nigga, homicide, alright

Homicide (Take-Take-Takeoff)

[Verse 2: Takeoff]

No matter what no matter the time

I call up my Migo my Slime they gon' ride

He talking like Biggie he ready to die

We gon' see if he bout the shot between the eyes

You rep a fake andyou tell nothing but lies

Ask 'bout that ether and that nigga nice

I get my blessings and go pay my tides

No need for disguise when I hit homicides

Got one like a tissue, nigga, what's the issue?

Fuck you and who with you, my dab is official

Drip Rick the Ruler, I take your rebutal

Yo bitch at my condo she swallow my pickle

You talk to the police, don't wanna fuck with you

You talkin' 'bout homicide, I might get with you

I know that my diamonds, they jump with no team

You lookin' so long, might as well take a picture

Homicide, homicide, my niggas empty their clips down the block

And they smoke you like a swisher

You niggas sneak dissin', get thrown in a river

My drip a refriger, make that nigga shiver

That ain't real gold on your neck boy thats silver

Put that bitch up and she talk to a pillar

Bitch sloppy toppy then I might just tip her

After sliming Domingo, hit her, I dismiss her

Pocket rocket, then my clip on some pocket

She waiting for a nigga dancin' love trappin' shit

These go to school for no karate shit

But when I pull it out, got the Karate Kid

They biting on flows, don't acknowledge it

Cheffin' it up, geometry

Choppa sting a nigga, bumblebee

I'mma slide and leave your block ugly (Brrt, ayy, Takeoff)

[Chorus: Young Thug]

I do my thing, girl, it's a homicide

I do my thing, girl, that's a homicide

My diamonds bling, bae thats a homicide

My ice got ice on, it's a homicide, yeah

Now, I'm with my boys, you know we homicide, yeah

I'ma go on that pussy like a homicide, yeah

Count up some digits, nigga, homicide, alright

Homicide (Yeah)

[Verse 3: Quavo]

Do you wanna ride

In the backseat of the black tower

Me and my niggas we do or die

Do you wanna ride

Backseat of my tower cause we bout to do a homicide

Hop out the coupe and I'm mad at you

Hop out the coupe and just blast at you

Me and my nigga like pitcher and catcher

Me and my nigga gon' bust it forever

Hit a nigga like I'm London Fletcher

I stick it the birds that fly with the feathers

Me and my nigga we pull up wherever

Me and my nigga we pull up whenever (Yuh)

Me and my chopper we go together

In the club, I feel like I'm OJ (Oh)

He talking hard with that white T on

So I turned it red looking like Kool Aid

Remember back in the day we used to fade

But now we to grown, we fade with the K

Now that I'm on I'm having my way

Now that I'm on I'm calling the plays

You niggas mad making minimum wage

When you get that paper that paper gon' chase

I don't fuck with niggas who wanna handout

You make me wan' pull-up and air your shit out

I came from kicking in doors and runnin' the houses, that's what I'm bout

Now that I'm up, you know what I'm bout, I pay a hitman to air your shit out

[Chorus: Young Thug]

I do my thing, girl, it's a homicide

I do my thing, girl, that's a homicide

My diamonds bling bae thats a homicide

My ice got ice on, it's a homicide, yeah

Now, I'm with my boys, you know we homicide, yeah

I'ma go on that pussy like a homicide, yeah

Count up some digits, nigga, homicide, alright

Homicide (Yeah)