midwxst – Home Run Lyrics

midwxst – Home Run Lyrics

Hit it out the park I might just hit a home run
I call my brothers up and they gon’ get your folks gone
And when you dead, know boy you done, no there’s no respawn
I told that b!tch get out my phone, no I won’t respond

New benz gon’ crash it out
Told the ops “N*gga look at me now”
Know my brodie gon air it out
New link wanna hit the town
At Boxfest and we smoking pounds
Can’t let my family down
Standing up not standing down
No the silencer make no sound
Yeah
b!tch I am the one

Wrap your head around the truth
Tryna find out what’s the problem
b!tch we tryna get to that root
And my brother pulled that Ruger out
That b!tch gon’ bust and shoot
Got some money now
So gon’ put some diamonds on my tooth
Yeah
Gettin’ that green like ?
Fans pull up and they fill the stands
Said he want to slide n***a get your mans
Walk in the club and I blow 10 grand
Your girl at my crib
Yeah she my masseuse
Dumping that body not leaving no clue

That n***a cappin’, I’m telling the truth
I told her shake it she moving’ them glutes
I make a hit when I walk in the booth
I can not f*ck with a n***a named—
I got some brothers that’s only a few
Feel like I’m Joeyy, I shoot out the roof
Shoutout to quinn, still stay with the troops
Shoutout to Wido, know my n!ggas cool

Diamonds on me and they shine like a pool
Callin’ up Dami and he sayin’ bool
She wanna come spent the night (On God)
I’d finna take her inside (On God)
10 bands that’s some light (On God)
Making that sh!t every night (On God)
And I don’t care bout’ no type (On God)
n***a just tell me that price
And the choppa gon’ say farewell
Gonna wish that boy bye bye

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n***a want count me out well b!tch I’m here to stay
Camo on me, that Bape
130 on my dash n***a know that we speedin’
Up on that interstate
Walk in that party and that b!tch finna get it jumpin
I ain’t ever come to play
Let my brodie know we gon really get to dumping
Like I’m Zuko with the flame
Gotta make sure your people good
And your circle small
n!ggas move like snakes
Better make sure that love genuine
Before you’re in too deep before it’s too late
Gotta make sure that my family good
Touch down in the Chi and I hit Lil Jake
Gotta smoke that pack til the sh!t in the face

Hit it out the park I might just hit a home run
I call my brothers up and they gon’ get your false gun
And when you dead no boy you done no there’s no respawn
I told that b!tch get out my phone ?

Hit it out the park I might just hit a home run
I call my brothers up and they gon’ get your false gun
And when you dead no boy you done no there’s no respawn
I told that b!tch get out my phone, no I won’t respond