Young T & Bugsey - Home Run Lyrics

Yeah, yeah
Mm

Uh, hope I'm nothing like my pops when I grow up
Hope they 'member how they done me when I glow up
Got that GG on me, made me doze off
I had nothin' in my shop but I didn't close up
Now I Benz truck, watch your jaw drop
We gon' skrrt skrrt, don't care where she end up
We gon' skrrt skrrt, don't care where she end up
Team player, rather see you get the home run (yeah, yeah)

Patek on my wrist, I'm looking rich (I'm looking rich)
I hit the blunt two times, had to do a little dirty for the flip (for the flip)
See the top stay down in the summer, drink up in the fifth (fifth)
I bought her Gucci, bought her Loui, bought her Prada
'Cause I wanna see her win, yeah, yeah
Put her the back seat, we in the back seat
Fucking in the back seats (back steats)
Diamonds on my ears, I'm looking happy (happy)
Humble nigga, never let it gas me
I'm solid as a rock, they wanna do me nasty
They wanna do me foul, man
Now me and brodie counting up in vial, Xans
Ouch man
You would have been the homie we was counting

Uh, hope I'm nothing like my pops when I grow up
Hope they 'member how they done me when I glow up
Got that GG on me, made me doze off
I had nothin' in my shop but I didn't close up
Now I Benz truck, watch your jaw drop
We gon' skrrt skrrt, don't care where she end up
We gon' skrrt skrrt, don't care where she end up
Team player, rather see you get the home run, yeah

Pull up when it's vacant (vacant)
Whip amazing, scrape it off the basin (basin)
We impatient, guns already blazin' (blazin')
One was blasian, two girls in rotation
Right wrist like a igloo, did the unthinkable
Turn my life into a Mike Amiri interlude (interlude)
Take her out for shopping, take her out for dinner too (dinner too)
Made a list of all my opps, I'm in a bitter mood (bitter mood)
But I'm Benz trucking in Louis shades now
Wagyu beef cutting, I'm at the steakhouse
Turn Hatton Gardens into a playground (playground)
Sweet lil' mama, she tryna take rounds
Struttin', globe trottin', I'm with my shawty
Biggest cash cows, look what the chart says
Thirty for a show, you gotta down pay
Yeah, I made it but dawg I made it the hard way

Uh, hope I'm nothing like my pops when I grow up
Hope they 'member how they done me when I glow up
Got that GG on me, made me doze off
I had nothin' in my shop but I didn't close up
Now I Benz truck, watch your jaw drop
We gon' skrrt skrrt, don't care where she end up
We gon' skrrt skrrt, don't care where she end up
Team player, rather see you get the home run