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young kovan - homicide lyrics

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homicide, mommas cry when them bullets fly
n-gga talking like he ride but he finna die
got a nine on my side, ima up and fye
you a b-tch and i know it you ain’t gotta lie
homicide, mommas cry when them bullets fly
n-gga talking like he ride but he finna die
got a nine on my side, ima up and fye
you a b-tch and i know it you ain’t gotta lie

25 lighters on my dresser
ima f-ck yo b-tch but i swear i ain’t texting her
hoes on my d-ck cause they know that im next up
coming with that heat b-tch im coming with that pressure

you a b-tch and i know it you ain’t gotta lie
get a brick, chop it up like a samurai
you a b-tch and i know it you ain’t gotta lie
told my b-tch, calm down she ain’t gotta cry

riding in a bens b-tch i feel like glock
dissing on the gang b-tch you know we sending shots
f-cking up that money i ain’t f-cking on no thot
ice on my neck but you know i’m still hot

25 lighters on my dresser
ima f-ck yo b-tch but i swear i ain’t texting her
hoes on my d-ck cause they know that im next up
coming with that heat b-tch im coming with that pressure

homicide, mommas cry when them bullets fly
n-gga talking like he ride but he finna die
got a nine on my side, ima up and fye
you a b-tch and i know it you ain’t gotta lie

- young kovan lyrics

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