Guitars Cadillacs Ringtones

(8-808) Uh-uh Got me fuckin leanin' Got me fuckin sinnin' I'm tired of this mo'fuckin' lifestyle, nigga (Gang) (What?) Yeah, we slidin' on the opp block (slide) You know we got them guitars (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide) Yeah, we slidin' on the opp block (slide) You know we got them guitars (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide) We hit they block real nasty We hop out the demon, we catch 'em on feet, you know this shit get tragic (Homixide) You saw that yellow tape on scene, you know that shit got nasty We put that boy up (we put that boy) I got double my cup (I got what?, yeah) My jewelry tucked (yeah), you reach and we bust (what?) She lookin' at my diamond, you know she ready to fuck (ready to fuck) Soon as I nut, then she gotta go Back comin' in then we gotta reload Come in the spot, you shut that door Guns on the couch and there's dope on the floor (what?) 245, come try it (try it) See it in your eye (see it in your eye) You been cappin' in your rhyme (cap) You need to put your pride to the side, stop tellin' all these lies (What, cap, nigga) You know I slide them deagles, yo' partner perced, I don't know I don't care 'bout which one get him (nah) Homixide, huh, huh, huh I don't care which one, get it They post up the dot then Snot' gettin' busy I was rollin' H5, now ask can you hit it Yeah, run a few packs on 30 All my niggas love drills, bet you, I'ma say, "I'm with it" The guitars knockdown a bale (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Snotty) You cannot keep up, run circles around Need that boy to get up, we took his ass down We left 'em upset, bustin' it down (Snot, Gang) I slid on that bitch in Balenci' (slide) Tell her, "Come over, your friends are invited" Got hella hoes, I want the vibe Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide (What?) Yeah, we slidin' on the opp blocks (slide) You know we got them guitars (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, what?) Yeah, we slidin' on the opp blocks (slide) You know we got them guitars (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide) We hit they block real nasty (slatt) We hop out the demon, we catch 'em on feet, you know this shit get tragic (Homixide) You saw that yellow tape on scene, you know that shit got nasty We put that boy up (we put that boy) I got double my cup (I got what?)