Home Page »  H »  Homixide Gang
   

Addxcts Lyrics


Homixide Gang Addxcts

[Intro: Homixide Meechie]
Oh
(Ready? Perfect)
Huh, huh, huh, yeah
Huh, yeah, huh, huh, yeah
Uh-huh, yeah, let's go, yeah

[Chorus: Homixide Meechie]
She had my name, that shit tatted (Uh-huh)
I'm in the trap with a baddie
I'm gettin' the green just like cabbage (Let's go)
We gettin' them drug smokin' habits (Uh-huh)
The diamonds so clear, yeah, they baguettes
Rockin' these oversized clothes, yeah, they baggy (Yeah, huh)
Yeah, we gettin' them drugs, we got habits
(Huh, yeah, huh, yеah, uh-huh, yeah)
We gettin' thеm drugs, we got habits (Let's go, what)
(Huh, yeah, huh, yeah, uh-huh, yeah)
We gettin' them drugs, we got habits (What)
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh (Let's go)
[Verse: Homixide Beno!]
I tell her "Lil' baby, come on"
I tell her "Lil' baby, come on"
We ridin' in a Ghost
You better not slam that door
The attitude, yeah, gotta go (What)
We takin' these flights overseas (Overseas)
We eatin' 5-star meals, what you mean (What)
Yeah, shoppin' spree every other day
What do you mean? (Woo, uh)
Raf Simon, Rick Owen, Givenchy, what do you mean? (Uh)
Fuck the crew, to yeah, get green (Uh)
Fuck the people, yeah, get paid (Woo)
My diamonds hittin' like Minnesota (Uh)
Lil' bitch, I'm stuck in my ways (Homixide, ooh)
But I don't even care 'bout that shit
Just free my brothers (What)
He locked in the cell, but I'm with him (I'm with him)
We locked in this shit, get paid (Paid)
We rockin' these shows every day, uh (Homixide)
We takin' this shit on tour
Remember them day ones with us
Now we eatin' steak filets for dinner (Uh-huh)

[Chorus: Homixide Meechie]
She had my name, that shit tatted (Uh-huh)
I'm in the trap with a baddie (Uh-huh)
I'm getting the green just like cabbage (Let's go)
We gettin' them drugs, we got habits (Uh-huh)
The diamonds so clear, yeah, they baguettes
Rockin' these oversized clothes, yeah, they baggy (Yeah, huh)
Yeah, we gettin' them drugs, we got habits
(Huh, yeah, huh, yeah, huh, yeah)
We gettin' them drugs, we got habits (Let's go, what)
(Huh, yeah, huh, yeah, huh, yeah)
We gettin' them drugs, we got habits
[Outro: Homixide Meechie]
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh-huh, uh-huh, let's go


from the recording booth to the kitchen: when musicians become culinary obsessives
From The Recording Booth To The Kitchen: When Musicians Become Culinary Obsessives
Evren E. - 05 May 2026
the ultimate fashion playlist: unpacking the devil wears prada 2 soundtrack
The Ultimate Fashion Playlist: Unpacking The Devil Wears Prada 2 Soundtrack
Chris Page - 29 Apr 2026
behind the charts: how labels track global music trends before they go viral
Behind The Charts: How Labels Track Global Music Trends Before They Go Viral
Faith Thompson - 26 Apr 2026
the ghost in the jukebox: can ai actually write a song that makes you cry?
The Ghost In The Jukebox: Can Ai Actually Write A Song That Makes You Cry?
Sasha Mednikova - 24 Apr 2026
pop icons behind the firewall: the quiet fight for global music freedom
Pop Icons Behind The Firewall: The Quiet Fight For Global Music Freedom
Evren E. - 16 Apr 2026
Browse: