Homicide lyrics - Lil Durk

My nigga Pharris

Life Ain't No Joke

Victoriouz

Keep your eyes open, nigga

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

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

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

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

Free twin

Free Bruh Bruh