Lil Durk — Homicide

[Intro: Tags] My nigga Pharris Life Ain’t No Joke Victoriouz Keep your eyes open, nigga [Verse 1] Be careful with bitches All these bitches is diggers They say she love you forever Next thing be fuckin' your nigga Need a bitch to get with it That's why I need me a [?] I just fuck her and pass her I might slide her some Fendi Shorty say she three-hunnid And she all 'bout Debit She said she scared of the [?] Well shorty, that's how I'm livin' Either fame or cars, it wouldn't make me no difference I just caught me a bird, and I ain't talkin' 'bout Twitter Light skin redbone Peanut butter, no [?] Or maybe cool as a fan, or either darker than [?] This the life that I'm livin', I want part of it all I'm like a star to a mall, so I Target 'em all Dolce & Gabbana Gucci, Louis, and Prada True Religions, and Rockins Ralph Lauren and Robbins Ain't gotta stunt 'cause I got 'em Soon as they drop it I cop it Lead the lot with a foreign Finna go slide on my foreign 2013, I got it Last two years I've been trappin' You addicted to bitches, and I'm addicted to rappin' All white [?] leather lookin' just like a napkin All my niggas, they drillin', they say that we be trappin' Let's get it [Chorus] Homicide, homicide, it's a homicide Man down, shots fired, it's a homicide For 48, real life is a homicide He in the morgue, always snitchin', or he traumatized Homicide, homicide, it's a homicide Man down, shots fired, it's a homicide For 48, real life is a homicide He in the morgue, always snitchin', or he traumatized [Verse 2] I cut the lock off Like champagne tops, I pop off Free Reggie and free Lil Charles K9 blitz, they some dogs That MAC'll knock his top off That [?] said, "Drop his top off" Run up and you get dropped off LL-button-up-Cool J My diamonds red like Kool-Aid My Rollie watch say, "Too late" I'm mad as head like toupees A lot of niggas fugazi I'm in the trap like 2 Chainz, 'cept I got like four chains [?] say no names You talkin', you get duct tape What's like to have that [?] These ho's they in a dub race Fuck me, then fuck BJ Shout out to the DJ In the field where we play You pussys better behave I'm runnin' home like relays Let's get it [Chorus] Homicide, homicide, it's a homicide Man down, shots fired, it's a homicide For 48, real life is a homicide He in the morgue, always snitchin', or he traumatized Homicide, homicide, it's a homicide Man down, shots fired, it's a homicide For 48, real life is a homicide He in the morgue, always snitchin', or he traumatized [Outro] Free twin Free Bruh Bruh