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Playboi Carti - Homicide55555 Lyrics

[Intro]
Pour me a fuck nigga right now, pussy

[Chorus]
See a pussy nigga outside, I'ma beat his ass, uh (Beat his ass)
Quart of Wock', motherfuckin' pourin', I'm sippin' too fast (Slime said I sip too fast)
Self-made nigga right here, got my own bag, hol' up (Got my own bag)
Big 555, schyeah, we too bad, huh (We too bad)
Uh, Maybach truck, leg up, gotta ride with the strap (Strap)
We heard about you pussy-ass niggas, y'all niggas so cap (Cap)
Uh, caught him at the red store, yeah, that ho ran laps (Huh)
Took his .88, yeah, we took his gat (Hol' up, hol' up)

[Verse]
Homixide devil, yeah, bitch, that's my next tat (Ah)
Put him in the smoke, he smellin' like 'za, no bap (That H5)
Caught me some hoes, makin' the ho come clap, woah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I got slime in this shit, and these diamonds, they water, tap (Woah, woah, woah)
Uh, pistol, rocket, fuck around, get clapped (Caught his ass)
Hail-Mary, pussy nigga get stamped, hol' up (Caught his ass)
Balenciaga flip-flop for my trap (Caught his ass)
Everybody got Balenci' in my trap (Did his ass)
Beno pop out, flip the switch like a lamp (Gang pop out)
Jump out, pop out, yeah, get took off the map (Gang pop out)
Take off with his switch, I jump off the map (Jump out, jump out)
Put on for my gang, you know it's no bap (Jump out, jump out)
No bap, no bap (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)
Put on for my shit, yeah, no bap (Homixide, 555)
Run off with your sh—, yeah, no bap (Homixide, 555)
Took off with his blick, yeah, no bap (Homixide, 555)
Homixide, 555 (Hol' up, hol' up, woah, woah)
Homixide, 555 (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)
Homixide, 555
Homixide, 555 (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)
Homixide, 555
Hol' up, can't get the weapon, hol' up
Hol' up, I can't get the stick, hol' up
I'm fresh on these motherfuckin' bitches (Pop out)
I ain't pop out in a minute (Pop out)
I ain't popped out in a minute (Pop out)
Shawty, she grab my britches (Pop out)
Money got me motherfuckin' lifted (Hol' up)
Codeine and Xans got me lifted, (Hol' up)
You try me, you die in this bitch, no, I'm not trippin', no, I'm not trippin' (Hol' up)
I go Tom Cruise, hol' up, bitch, I'm on a mission, hol' up
Buddy just made the news, hol' up, bitch, he went missin' (Yo)
I just been flexin', I just been killin' (Hol' up, sch—, hol' up, hol' up)
I just been killin', I just been sh— (Woah)
Hol' up, I just been playin', all with my c—, shh, yeah (Hol' up)
I just been killin' these hoes, woah (Let's go)
[Chorus]
See a pussy nigga outside, I'ma beat his ass, uh (Beat his ass)
Quart of Wock', motherfuckin' pourin', I'm sippin' too fast (Slime said I sip too fast)
Self-made nigga right here, got my own bag, hol' up (Got my own bag)
Big 555, schyeah, we too bad, huh (We too bad)
Uh, Maybach truck, leg up, gonna ride with the strap (Strap)
We heard about you pussy ass niggas, y'all niggas some cap (Cap)
Uh, caught him at the red store, yeah, that ho ran laps (Yup)
Took his .88, yeah, we took his gat (Hol' up, hol' up)

[Outro]
Homixide, 55555 (Hol' up), Homixide, 55555 (Hol' up)
Homixide, 55555 (Hol' up), Homixide, 55555