This is a song about "Bad homies"

My homies in the back screaming "b.i.n.g.o

If you know like i know, you should lie low

Jumped off the porch when i was like six

3 homies chilling making classics

All homies that smoke tree nigga they soaring

But wouldn't be the topic of my few friends talking

I think you and your friends

Homies could get they dividends

Homies lost their cool-funky flow

I get a rush like i'm tweekin off blow

Been riding with my homies since day one

+big daddy+, no +kane+, get the job done