Lyrics:

[Intro: Homixide Beno!]
Uh-huh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
It's Homixide
Yeah (Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)

[Chorus: Homixide Beno!]
Yeah
[?] (What?)
Chrome Heart, yeah, my jeans
Chillin' with a bad lil' ting (Yeah)
(Yeah, oh, yeah)
[?] rings

[?] so she can pop her shit on deck
Rockstar bitch, she runnin' late, yeah (What? What?), uh
Yeah, I'm a rockstar nigga, so, I need a rockstar bitch, uh (What?)
Bust down my chain (Bust down my), bust down my neck and my wrist (Huh)

[Verse 1: Homixide Beno!]
Bust down my team and my clique (Bust down my team)
Big diamonds, my shit, yeah, the glitz
Yo diamonds aint hitting on shit
If it ain't shit, I get blicks (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)
Yeah, I'm sippin' on mud, yeah, I'm sippin' on Tris
Smokin' they Five, (H5) shit been coming out my piss (What?)
Slide with that cutter, don't miss (Slide with that cutter)
Back then, we ain't have shit
Ridin' in a stolo, yellow tint
Now, it's Bentley five percent
Im switching my swag and im switching my bitches
My fit costs a bag,
[?]
I'm poppin' my tag, don't worry 'bout shit
Huh, I'm havin' the paper
Yeah, you havin' the paper, prolly I ain't have none of that
Spendin' a K, I'm gettin' right back
Rockin' at show, it's a lot over there
We bool though, play with this shit, get
[?]
Racks,
[?] don't play 'bout that
Racks, I ain't talkin', go 'bout that
Genius