The Homie

[Chorus: Austin Moore-Farrow]
I got your back
I got your back
Tell me right now
I got your back
Depend on me
I'll die for you
Do the same for me
Do the same for you
I got your back
I got your back
Tell me right now
I got your back
Depend on me
I'll die for you
Do the same for me
Do the same for you

[Verse 1: TWENTYN9NE]
I got your back
When I get the back
Cuz ima flip the bag
Cuz im so into
My energy
Your memories
You say you love me
(I love you too)
My top is dropping in the Monte Carlo
Pouring shots of vodka in your red kabu
I'm like a rocket how
I'm taking off with pop
I just had to clock
With those court side views
I'm on the floor leaning
Kinda toxic I be saying shit
And I don't mean it
But I love my girl forever
She know I ain't leaving
Racing at the double edge
So I stay scheming
(gotta stay scheming)
Double S class sittin' on 22 rims
(facts)
Trespass I just bought new editions
It's a red flag if she brought condom to the crib
Sierra in Siara
Twenty in the twins
Twenty-twenty-three
I'm bringin' pressure to the biz
By twenty-twenty-four
I'll have these rappers in a bib
(my son)
I tell her how it was
And I tell her how it is
I'm never tellin' on my brother
Gotta preach it to the kids

[Chorus: Austin Moore-Farrow]
I got your back
I got your back
Tell me right now
I got your back
Depend on me
I'll die for you
Do the same for me
Do the same for you
I got your back
I got your back
Tell me right now
I got your back
Depend on me
I'll die for you
Do the same for me
Do the same for you

[Verse 2: TWENTYN9NE]
I'm on the field scorned
Bottle rocket to the top
And now the car's foreign
Women foreign, food foreign
Girl your man boring
You don't wanna play the field
You want a ten gorgeous
(for real)
Nine times out of ten
He on a band shortage
Get up in this band shorty
We be playin something
I be singing to that pussy like i'm Dave Ruffin
But i'm light skinned tatted with these bands tuckin'
He don't wanna shoot it out
I know your man bluffin'
Tryna kick it with a G
Champaign showers
Koozie poppin' them for free
Medals on my neck
I tell em meddle in degrees
I remember when
The devil had me kissin' on his feet
Now we came up
Brighter days
But we still keep them thang tucked
I wear a chain
But I never let em hang us
Keep your head up
Why you never workin' for them pay stubs
Do a change-up and get your change up
Bein better
You done be the product we done came from
Sometimes you gotta cut it off with your day-ones
Gotta love em for it, let's just keep it A-1
Why she starin' at me why she wanna say some