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Versuri Homixide Gang & Ken Carson – PB&J lyrics

[Intro]
(E in this motherfucker)

[Chorus: Ken Carson & Homixide Beno!]
My soda purple ‘cause I poured a four in it (Woo)
Movin’ slow like turtle, I’m tryna score, you goaltendin’
Can’t walk in the club, huh, if I can’t take my pole in (Ah)
Two door coupe, this Rolls in
2016 Balmains jeans (Skrrt)
Huh, I’m so dangerous
Got that blick, anchor tucked (Woo)
Ten mil’ hit your handkerchief
Backdoor, that’s my play
Them 808’s will make ya deaf
Selfish, I just pay myself
Double O, YVL, oh, yeah
Homixide Gang, homicides everywhere (Homixide)

[Verse 1: Ken Carson & Homixide Beno!]
Watch where you look, better watch where you step
My young nigga ready to step (Haha)
No rules, we be headin’ to rep
Can’t wait ‘til bro get out the pen (Woo)
Pourin’ up, I crack hella seals, I can’t function (No bap)
Smoke, ain’t talkin’ weed, know these niggas don’t want it (Ah)
Ran them blues up fast, I’m competin’ with Sonic (Woo)
Flick up with my bad bitch, yeah, we iconic

[Verse 2: Homixide Beno!]
Took my bae out the country once, she say she love me, how?
Blue money, my bag, fuck a pouch
Goyard, this shit everyday
Got a Maybach, it bounce on the bay
Inside, yeah, peanut butter jelly
Got a white bitty that’s callin’ me daddy
Pink toes, she gon’ get nasty
Hold on, suck it up, bit’ get nasty
Suck it up, do me a favor
Rockstar, put him in a casket
Fuckboy thought I was playin’
She wanna do molly sand tan
Tryna put on her nose, oh no
Pretty bitch, yeah, pretty white toes
Told the bitch, „Come suck me,” woah

[Verse 3: Homixide Meechie]
I got diamonds on my wrist, on my neck, and my ear
I’m takin’ shoppin’ sprees, stylin’ in this expensive drip
Chrome Hearts boots, and pants, and jacket
Money, all these racks is stackin’
Fuckin’ on another bitch, I’m in Cali
IG model bitch said she from Calabasas
Diamonds most wanted, smokin’ Bloomin, sippin’ codeine
Copped that hoe’s racks, told my hitter, „We gotta be loaded”
Jump in that pussy, I dunk it like Jordan
Diamonds on diamonds, they floodin’ my collar
Can’t run from that stick, you get tripped with a cutta
I lace up my boots when I ride with my brothers
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Woo)

[Chorus: Ken Carson & Homixide Beno!]
My soda purple ‘cause I poured a four in it (Woo)
Movin’ slow like turtle, I’m tryna score, you goaltendin’
Can’t walk in the club, huh, if I can’t take my pole in (Ah)
Two door coupe, this Rolls in
2016 Balmains jeans (Skrrt)
Huh, I’m so dangerous
Got that blick, anchor tucked (Woo)
Ten mil’ hit your handkerchief
Backdoor, that’s my play
Them 808’s will make ya deaf
Selfish, I just pay myself
Double O, YVL, oh, yeah
Homixide Gang, homicides everywhere (Homixide)
Homixide Gang, homicides everywhere
Homixide Gang, homicides everywhere
Homixide Gang, homicides everywhere