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INTRO
Momma is all alone
I got some niggas that I ain't messing with
I got some bitches that I ain't fucking with
I got some haters that I ain't dealing with
I bet it's on, phoneys want me
I got some niggas that I ain't messing with
I got some bitches that I ain't fucking with
I got some haters that I ain't dealing with
I got a chrome under my belt, but they all on the line
CHORUS
Go Home, Go Home
Bitch Go Home, Snitch Go Home, Hater Go Home
Momma is all alone, you should go fuck, before you go broke
VERSE I
I got a steal skinner; you see a skinner flays skin like a fruit
I ain't the nigga to let you clap back, cuz I got a lot to lose
On my crush, ain't any mercy, yo'all also blow mercilessly
It's always a risk when you sleep, got that str8
Got my pistol in the chamber, am free moving on
Got to Club Cappo balling, popping bottle, cuz it's on
Got em mofuckas and they cricks, but we crazy in this shit
Got my niggas, they all ballers and that bitch try to intrude
Get the fuck back - we on picking, except for when you're a widow
Am sick of motherfuckers, when will yo'all maintain?
You lost in the game - ain't you manage greed?
Yo still not a man, on my master mind you're blown
Dafuq niggas make me wanna flaunt a raid
I endure ya insult and it's crazy, cuz you thought am about to brush you
40 oz on a monopoly man needs no glass
Str8 outta bottle at pissing on the chair
VERSE II
Before I stepped in the game, I got order issues with the law
And I got much love for that dope man behind
You gotta stay focused on shit that made my day
Like I told yo in the scripts, I let em blow
Ayo Punk-ass, punk stupid broke lunatic, you're stocked
So Imma push manual switch your luck on the street can now be your weak
Daddy is gone, but you're strong to fuck mommy all night - It's yo mom
You're domn, a bitch enter the room, you coulda quickie on her
But he pick his shit and said she can go
When yo mother sleeps, you creep on her. hahaaa
CHORUS
Go Home, Go Home
Bitch Go Home, Snitch Go Home, Hater Go Home
Momma is all alone, you should go fuck, before you go broke
VERSE III
Killers please, it's kinda stingy, ain't it secret, you ain't got no game
Get it crunk, cuz it's the thing we love and soon you get attention
Up to club with cha story, sure you hook with a bum beat
Chicks on yo knees, money walking up like a tolerant
Player stunting like a boogie, motivated like a stove
Hardly break me from paper chase
Sho nuff, it's on my star to ballast for good
Coulda been a killer or a tout, or a sucker you might relate
Had the mean to be strict, shit could be worst if I did be a monster
Shout out to nemesis, District 6 on a sweep to demophobia
Enemy is sudden, so I'm digging properly to protect my love ones
This what it takes when a nigga is so bold
HOOK
I got some niggas that I ain't messing with
I got some bitches that I ain't fucking with
I got some haters that I ain't dealing with
I bet it's on, phoneys want me
I got some niggas that I ain't messing with
I got some bitches that I ain't fucking with
I got some haters that I ain't dealing with
I got a chrome under my belt, but they all on the line
CHORUS
Go Home, Go Home
Bitch Go Home, Snitch Go Home, Hater Go Home
Momma is all alone, you should go fuck, before you go broke
OUTRO
Yo lose, yo lose - security
DJ - I need these motherfucker outta here
Let niggas go home, it's over
Let niggas go hooomeee!
