Home (Remix)
Mike Dimes
3:16Yeah, uh Bring the bass to the studio (let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go) Why they hatin' on that nigga that they used to know? Keep on talkin', they just talkin', we ain't cool no more (nah) Facetime shawty just to see what mood she on (okay) All white bricks, my hotline bling, uh (hello?) Coolin' with my team, uh (yeah), touched a couple strings, uh (yeah) Made a lot of green (yeah), really don't mean much to me I put death over designer, shit, I'll buy a fit from Shein But this Louis came from Louis, spent two hunnid on these jeans Momma proud of me, name got extra calories, weight on that (weight on that) Music comin', wait on that (wait on that), Mike Dimes, hate on that Do a show and pay a bro and put that shit on income tax (on gang) All my bros is totin' poles, I promise we could get 'em whacked I remember they ain't know the boy Got some money in my pockets Now they love the boy, damn (they love the boy) You ain't never wanna fuck the boy (nah) Sweet tooth, baby, you just want my almond joy, yeah (I see you) (Okay, okay, okay) I remember they ain't know the boy (nah) Got some money in my pockets, now they love the boy, damn You ain't never wanna fuck the boy Sweet tooth, baby, you just want my almond joy But you ain't trippin', I ain't trippin' Fourteen, saw a dream (yeah), fifteen, made a scheme (yeah) Sixteen, made a team, twenty-one, love the green Started talkin' for the profit, haters boost my self-esteem All my partners keep on rockin', leave that talkin' to a beam, yeah Coolin' in the penthouse, all my bitches thick now I don't shop at Pacsun, I like rockin' Ricks now He said he don't like me, tell that nigga, "Sit down" Parties, don't invite me, so I like to kick down doors Pour a couple fours, make me wipe a nigga nose I ain't trippin' off a partner who was switchin' on the bros Lately, I been on the mission, I could never switch the code Baby, you don't have a clue 'bout who I am, uh Sicker then the phlegm, uh, Mister I Am Him, uh Ballin' at the rim, you ain't gotta question them I been workin' hella missions, I ain't ever been content I got a bag and let you know that I ain't never be your friend, gang I remember they ain't know the boy (nah) Got some money in my pockets, now they love the boy, damn (they love the boy) You ain't never wanna fuck the boy (momma, look) Sweet tooth, baby, you just want my almond joy, yeah I remember they ain't know the boy Got some money in my pockets, now they love the boy, damn (damn) You ain't never wanna fuck the boy Sweet tooth, baby, you just want my almond joy But you ain't trippin', I ain't trippin' Fourteen, saw a dream, fifteen, made a scheme Fourteen, saw a dream, fifteen, made a scheme