Delinquent lyrics

by

Homixide Gang


[Intro]
(Nah, he ain't— he's not even Teen X, f*ck him)

[Chorus: Ken Carson]
When I was in school, I was playin' with tools, I was off of them drugs
My teacher tried to tell my mama, but she already knew what was up
When I walked in my house, I smelled just like weed and I had drank in my cup
I was broke, if you come around flexin' 'round me, I make you give that sh*t up
Yeah, I make you give that sh*t up
Yeah, run off with your sh*t, yeah, I'm takin' it
Got this big booty b*tch and her ass so fat, when I'm in it, it's like an earthquake in it
I been servin' these fiends, yeah, they doing crack, my pops in the trap, yеah, he makin' it
I been on this codeine, yеah, that's why I'm mad, and I get high 'til I can't think and sh*t
And I get high 'til I can't think and sh*t
Yeah, I get high 'til I can't think

[Verse 1: Homicide Meechie]
These plays call my phone, but I'm sittin' in the condo, I missed all the calls 'cause I'm sleepin' on drank
I pop half an X and I grab my lil' woadie, then call up my gang, they pull up in them tanks
Huh, yeah, I get so high, I can't think and sh*t, yeah, I get so high, I can't think
Huh, yeah, I get so high, I can't think and sh*t, yeah, I get so high, I can't think

[Verse 2: Homixide Beno!]
Yeah, I pop me a Perc' and I'm sippin' on drank
When I'm f*ckin' on her and I barely can think
I don't know her name, I call that ho gang
Balenci' my tee, my boots be the same
I'm going insane, it's Homixide Gang
I catch me a rat n*gga, I'm takin' his chain
[Verse 3: Ken Carson]
f*ck that sh*t, take that boy life
f*ck that sh*t, f*ck that boy wife
I rolled a three-five and popped me a bean, I'm off of them drugs tonight
Yeah, I'm with Meechie and Beno, we chillin' with these hoes and they screamin', "Homixide"
She was f*ckin' with them, now she f*ckin' with me, she screamin', "f*ck the other side"
My lil' b*tch down to ride, she smokin' H5
My lil' b*tch down to ride, she totin' my stick
If 12 pull up, she put my drugs in her tits
sh*t, I just spilled lean on my Ricks
sh*t, I just spilled lean on my wrist
sh*t, I got codeine in my p*ss
sh*t, this b*tch just sent the opp drop, my shooter gon' pull up, won't miss sh*t
That boy ain't hear no sirens from the cop, all that pus*y n*gga heard was blick, blick
Rolex on my wrist, it don't tick, tick
Rolex on my wrist, yeah, it's froze
These n*ggas weird, they scarin' the hoes
I count up that money, I get to that load
These n*ggas jumpin' from gang to gang just like a toad
You hang with that n*gga, but we know he go
Gassin' on Twitter, but really that n*gga a ho
He a b*tch in real life, man, these n*ggas be bold
Free all my n*ggas, yeah, down the road
Free all my n*ggas locked in the pen'
I just had a threesome with some twins
When I was in school, I was gamblin'
When I was in school, I was skippin' class, when you was in school, you was makin' friends
[Chorus: Ken Carson]
When I was in school, I was playin' with tools, I was off of them drugs
My teacher tried to tell my mama, but she already knew what was up
When I walked in my house, I smelled just like weed and I had drank in my cup
I was broke, if you come around flexin' 'round me, I make you give that sh*t up
Yeah, I make you give that sh*t up
Yeah, run off with your sh*t, yeah, I'm takin' it
Got this big booty b*tch and her ass so fat, when I'm in it, it's like an earthquake in it
I been servin' these fiends, yeah, they doing crack, my pops in the trap, yeah, he makin' it
I been on this codeine, yeah, that's why I'm mad, and I get high 'til I can't think and sh*t
And I get high 'til I can't think and sh*t
Yeah, I get high 'til I can't think
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