Youngworldibi - Homecoming Lyrics

Its ya boy
A lot of love them broads
You in the pitt
And we ain't no bros
You get it yeah
Going in yeah in true wit that
They spitting all they stupid raps
Ya team hard I could get a trooper jacked
This things nothing
In hoards like them bees buzzing
Now get comfy
And touch ya like it mean sumthin
Ya bleed buster
Chill and as my peeps gut ya
Heres the muzzle
You can kick it like a lone trucker
Got swag
Ladies on me might fuck her
And if she bad
It get juicy as out lips pucker
I'm that boy have ya chick walking funny
Like she stealing my money
Unload clips in her tummy naw
Close your mouth when ya hearing a g rap
Just left the streets alone
Now I'm letting my gs stack
Get it by any means
Really homie I mean that
Kill it if you rat you
You mice getting ya cheese snatched
Got to do this
Your lady knock her out her boots quick
The way she tops me
Like she toothless damn
Was piss poor at my momma house
I grind for the bigger house
Remember them nights
Sleeping on the couch
This things nothing
Them whores you don't get to cuffing
Don't be too quick to make assumptions
Fir real
Was dead broke at my momma house
Now grind for the bigger house
Remember them nights sleeping on the couch
Get ya schooled boy
Looking for a couple hundred
Ya crash dummy
Looser take ya lunch money
Plus ya shoes and ya lunch box
Yeah I'm taking all of that
Eat up the weak like I starve for that
No time for riff raft
Got money then ya get that
Get mine and pile it in a big bag
Stack it tall till it hit the roof
The truth you see the proof
I bring the thunder yall Pikachu
Its no secret
We know you need a ghost writer
To fuck with my shit
You leaning like a low rider
Need new life
Like a new style and so quote it
Your Mind open
And spit it like ya just wrote it
Once ya gone ya get ghost
You tombstoned
Overlooking yall like old folks in group homes
Soup bowl hot
Yall luke warm or cold fish
Shit will stink
Boy I'm raw now that's a cold dish
Got the game man I so bagged it
This blue magic
Raw like them stones in that hard plastic
Or the needle from a dope pusher
Cuz I will cook ya
White girl on Mila like Ashton Kutcher
Black man with dreads swinging
And the flame bring it
Insane with it
Play bad guy like I hate children
Keep ya stupid ass right up on that baby seat
And keep ya mouth closed
Going mute like you weren't made to speak
It's my year
So shitting on all of yall
Homie ya hardly ball
Showing ass like Marty Graw
White girls wit big titties
A bit tipsy
Love these broads
I'm in her puss like we cat nipping
I'm a silly cat
Really feel her hitting that
Maybe break her back
She wanna train and ain't no shame in that
Want the same thing
Bunch of broads the line long
Maybe bang her head on the headboard
Until her head sore
Cold freaky chick
Ride it like she hit a lick
Or fiend need a hit
Grab my balls
She put her hips in it
Looking nothing like a love story
Just a porn scene
Both her hands up on my horse meat
And watch the broad queef
But enough wit these bitches
Back to you again
Bout to do em in
I'm a savage running wit hooligans
In bandanas like we mad pirates
A mad tyrant
Cannon firing
Straight through ya damn eyelids
Guess that means you can never see
I'm forever needed
In this game and I'll never leave it
Till I'm dying of old age
Or bored with it
Foreign so gifted
This wordplay was born with it
Out my mom stomach feet kicking
We see the weak stretch em
He take a dive that's a sea section
All your kids say that we the bestest
To reinvent this
Cant be done
Do it so effortless
Thats why you dudes so envy me
Shit on all my enemies
Homie gonna be pouring out Hennesy
Bloody boot but a clean sock
When i clean his clock
You can bet a pussy gone if he ease drop
Had enough of this
Heat spent signing out
See it I'm the truth
You all talk that's a lot of mouth
Been the man
Just getting paid
Aint trippin
Vacation
Vision blurs when apes lift em

Its ya boy
A lot of love them broads
You in the pitt
And we ain't no bros
You get it yeah
Going in yeah in true wit that
They spitting all they stupid raps
Ya team hard I could get a trooper jacked
This things nothing
In hoards like them bees buzzing
Now get comfy
And touch ya like it mean sumthin
Ya bleed buster
Chill and as my peeps gut ya
Heres the muzzle
You can kick it like a lone trucker
Got swag
Ladies on me might fuck her
And if she bad
It get juicy as out lips pucker
I'm that boy have ya chick walking funny
Like she stealing my money
Unload clips in her tummy naw
Close your mouth when ya hearing a g rap
Just left the streets alone
Now I'm letting my gs stack
Get it by any means
Really homie I mean that
Kill it if you rat you
You mice getting ya cheese snatched
Got to do this
Your lady knock her out her boots quick
The way she tops me
Like she toothless damn
Was piss poor at my momma house
I grind for the bigger house
Remember them nights
Sleeping on the couch
This things nothing
Them whores you don't get to cuffing
Don't be too quick to make assumptions
Fir real
Was dead broke at my momma house
Now grind for the bigger house
Remember them nights sleeping on the couch
Get ya schooled boy
Looking for a couple hundred
Ya crash dummy
Looser take ya lunch money
Plus ya shoes and ya lunch box
Yeah I'm taking all of that
Eat up the weak like I starve for that
No time for riff raft
Got money then ya get that
Get mine and pile it in a big bag
Stack it tall till it hit the roof
The truth you see the proof
I bring the thunder yall Pikachu
Its no secret
We know you need a ghost writer
To fuck with my shit
You leaning like a low rider
Need new life
Like a new style and so quote it
Your Mind open
And spit it like ya just wrote it
Once ya gone ya get ghost
You tombstoned
Overlooking yall like old folks in group homes
Soup bowl hot
Yall luke warm or cold fish
Shit will stink
Boy I'm raw now that's a cold dish
Got the game man I so bagged it
This blue magic
Raw like them stones in that hard plastic
Or the needle from a dope pusher
Cuz I will cook ya
White girl on Mila like Ashton Kutcher
Black man with dreads swinging
And the flame bring it
Insane with it
Play bad guy like I hate children
Keep ya stupid ass right up on that baby seat
And keep ya mouth closed
Going mute like you weren't made to speak
It's my year
So shitting on all of yall
Homie ya hardly ball
Showing ass like Marty Graw
White girls wit big titties
A bit tipsy
Love these broads
I'm in her puss like we cat nipping
I'm a silly cat
Really feel her hitting that
Maybe break her back
She wanna train and ain't no shame in that
Want the same thing
Bunch of broads the line long
Maybe bang her head on the headboard
Until her head sore
Cold freaky chick
Ride it like she hit a lick
Or fiend need a hit
Grab my balls
She put her hips in it
Looking nothing like a love story
Just a porn scene
Both her hands up on my horse meat
And watch the broad queef
But enough wit these bitches
Back to you again
Bout to do em in
I'm a savage running wit hooligans
In bandanas like we mad pirates
A mad tyrant
Cannon firing
Straight through ya damn eyelids
Guess that means you can never see
I'm forever needed
In this game and I'll never leave it
Till I'm dying of old age
Or bored with it
Foreign so gifted
This wordplay was born with it
Out my mom stomach feet kicking
We see the weak stretch em
He take a dive that's a sea section
All your kids say that we the bestest
To reinvent this
Cant be done
Do it so effortless
Thats why you dudes so envy me
Shit on all my enemies
Homie gonna be pouring out Hennesy
Bloody boot but a clean sock
When i clean his clock
You can bet a pussy gone if he ease drop
Had enough of this
Heat spent signing out
See it I'm the truth
You all talk that's a lot of mouth
Been the man
Just getting paid
Aint trippin
Vacation
Vision blurs when apes lift em