Homies lyrics

[Produced by Jereme Jay]

[Intro: O.T. Genasis]
I'm f*ckin' with the homies
I'm f*ckin' with the homies

[Verse 1: O.T. Genasis]
My mama told me, "Never go out after nine"
f*ck that time cause I had me a nine
Watched a homie cook that zone in the kitchen
.357 with a nose like Pippen
I always asked, "Can I go to my granny house?"
It's easier to sell 'em bags out the candy house
I never got time for my b*tch cause I'm gone
Out with the homies so she think I'm doin' wrong
She say, "Be careful cause they might hit you up"
I'm lookin' at this b*tch like I don't give a f*ck
Burner on my hip, yeah, the life of a thug
All my homies bang, I just wanna sell drugs
My homie locked up, pop a n*gga in the room
The way this sh*t goin', sh*t, I might see em' soon
Rubber grip, hollow tip, .44 Mag'
Brains outta pocket, make 'em look like it's red

[Hook: O.T. Genasis]
I'm f*ckin' with the homies
Ain't got time for a b*tch
Thirty-nine in the clip
I'm f*ckin' with the homies
My b*tch tryna stress me out
I'm 'bout to leave, b*tch, let me out
I'm f*ckin' with the homies
Turnin' up on the block
Get harassed by the cops
I'm f*ckin' with the homies
Ride for my n*ggas
Die for my n*ggas
[Verse 2: The Game]
I'm f*ckin' with the homies and I'm lucky to be alive
'Cause Palmer Blacks tryna' dome me (ay, ay, ay)
I got this ninety-inch Sony, sellin' this b*tch for half off
Who f*ckin' with the homies?
Chillin' with the brodies, blowin' on this dodie
At the park whippin' on these YGs like Jodye
Five-five-four, Cedar block if you know me (suu-whoop)
I was in the bounty jail with Monster Kody
Fresh out, hit the Avalon, red khakis on
Then I tuck the burner to get a burger from Marathon
Red Bulls jersey, wore that motherf*cker to an all crip school
And I'd be dead if I ain't wear it home
Fat red laces and some coneys
Got jumped by the track news, f*ckin' with the homies (f*ck)
I got my whole hood tatted, who we bustin' at tonight?
It don't matter cause

[Hook: O.T. Genasis]
I'm f*ckin' with the homies
Ain't got time for a b*tch
Thirty-nine in the clip
I'm f*ckin' with the homies
My b*tch tryna stress me out
I'm 'bout to leave, b*tch, let me out
I'm f*ckin' with the homies
Turnin' up on the block
Get harassed by the cops
I'm f*ckin' with the homies
Ride for my n*ggas
Die for my n*ggas