​homme plus freestyle lyrics

by

Young Stoner Life


[Intro]
In this b*tch so stupid (Alright, ha)
She be so stupid (b*tch)
She said 19, I'm like 16, yeah, that b*tch so stupid (Phew, and that b*tch sayin' I was like… she was like…)
Give a f*ck 'bout age, that b*tch is so stupid (Phew, phew, phew)
I'm just tryna f*ck, lil' b*tch is so stupid (Buh-buh-buh-buh)

[Chorus]
Shoot 'em, shoot 'em (Buh)
Shoot 'em, shoot 'em (Phew, pew-pew)
Shoot 'em, shoot 'em (Pew, buh)
Shoot 'em (Buh), shoot 'em (Grrah)
Shoot 'em (Grrah), shoot 'em (Grrah)
Shoot 'em (Grrah), shoot 'em (Grrah)
Shoot 'em (Grrah), shoot 'em
Shoot 'em, shoot 'em
Uh, Homme Plus
Homme Plus (Let's go)
Homme Plus
Shoot his ass on the bus (Buh-buh)
Told the b*tch I don't wanna f*ck (Nah)
I don't give no f*cks (Grrah-grrah, b*tch)
I was in a rush (Skrr)
I donut (Let's go, b*tch)

[Verse 1]
Crib up in LA, yeah, b*tch, I blow up (Let's go, b*tch)
Told her give me face in the Lambo' truck (b*tch, b*tch, in the truck)
I feel like Sosa, I glow up (Sosa, baby)
Yeah, I do not know ya, you know us (Nah, grrah)
That's what's up (b*tch)
b*tch, that's what's up (Yeah, let's go, yeah)
I count hella cash, I count hella commas (Cash, cash)
I said f*ck your dad, I said f*ck your mama
b*tch, I'm straight up out the tough, I might f*ck your sister (Let's go)
I got money blisters (b*tch)
Run in your house and blitz you (Kick, kick)
Now my dog got bigger
He fresh out the kennel (Grrah, b*tch)
[Chorus]
Shoot 'em, shoot 'em (Buh)
Shoot 'em (Buh-buh), shoot 'em (Buh-buh, grrah)
Shoot 'em, shoot 'em (Buh, grrah)
Shoot 'em (Buh), shoot 'em (Buh)
Shoot 'em, shoot 'em (Buh)
Shoot 'em (Buh-buh), shoot 'em (Buh, grrah)
Shoot 'em (Grrah), shoot 'em (Grrah)
Shoot 'em (Grrah), shoot 'em (b*tch)
Uh, Homme Plus (b*tch)
Homme Plus (b*tch)
Homme Plus
Shoot his ass on the bus (Doot, grrah)
Told the b*tch I don't wanna f*ck (Rrrah)
I don't give no f*cks (Let's go)
I was in a rush (Skrr, woo)
I donut (Woo, woo, let's go)

[Verse 2]
Lil' b*tch, I don't give a sh*t (Nah)
Have the b*tch count up the wrist (Yes)
Lil' b*tch suck on the team (di*k)
But I like it more when she spit (b*tch, b*tch)
Two racks on the kicks (Cash)
Who that shoot? He missed (Why?)
On who, I f*ck your b*tch (Why? Why?)
b*tch, I'm rich (Yeah)
b*tch, I'm rich (Yeah)
I ain't even 'bout thinkin' 'bout sh*t (No cap)
Damn, count a hundred thousand, this sh*t crazy (Let's go)
Damn, know I'm at your crib, I f*cked your lady (Damn, damn, damn)
Damn, I'm just like 15, why do you hate me? (Why? Why?)
[Chorus]
Shoot 'em, shoot 'em (Let's go)
Shoot 'em (Buh-buh), shoot 'em (Buh, b*tch)
Shoot 'em, shoot 'em
Shoot 'em, shoot 'em (Grrah-grrah)
Shoot 'em (b*tch), shoot 'em (b*tch)
Shoot 'em (b*tch), shoot 'em (b*tch)
Shoot 'em (b*tch), shoot 'em (b*tch)
Shoot 'em (b*tch), shoot 'em (b*tch)
Uh, Homme Plus (Let's go)
Homme Plus
Homme Plus (Let's go)
Shoot his ass on the bus (Let's go)
Told the b*tch I don't wanna f*ck (No cap)
I don't give no f*cks (Nah)
I was in a rush (Nah, what?)
I donut (What? Let's go, yeah)
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