Home Alone - Gucci Mane, Young Thug, Pee Wee Longway

Yeah yeah yeah

Hungry Nigga

I heard you were home alone

Oh oh, oh, ohh

Gucci: Legends

Old boy, killer cam, trunk full of old boy

Murking fuck boys in the hood like Dope Boy

Oh my good grief damn, who is this guy?

Gucci on a mob tie looking like a wise guy

Working with 5 I cut it on the

If it ain’t a fork I can whip it with a wire

You don’t got a scale, I can do it with my eye-eye

Couldn’t find a scrap so I whipped him with a tire iron

Egg beater fast, nigga bread do the work

Got your whole neighborhood stash in my book bag

My worker said ‘Wop looked good with a crook hat

Told that bitch to get butt naked when she cooked that

Versace, medusa head, neat, where my fleece at

Told that bitch she might turn to stone if she look back

A rapper, a trapper, two hats, my but my head back

Bricks come with four in the pack like a kit kat

Plain Jane, rolling 50 thou, ginger P

Cash out shouldn’t of said that, it should’ve been a secret

Me and P geekin, please keep a secret

Thug make me mad, he forgot where the weed at

Riding around with two girls

I ain’t talking bout Haiti or Marie

Home alone with no help

Ain’t nothing but this motherfucking carbon

I’m riding around with two boys

I ain’t talking bout Jake or Kyvion

I’m traffickin' that ball, that ball like I’m the Edison

Traffickin', traffickin', traffickin'

Traffickin' traffickin', traffickin', that yay

I’m home alone, I’m home alone

I’m home alone and I’m traffickin', that yayo, yayo, yayo

We don’t need no motherfucking dope

This bitch beating down the floor

We just bought an Audemar

Gio go, Gio go, Gio go, Gio go, Gio go

Million DK, I’m a slug

I mug every motherfucking club I enter

Gave him 17 5 for the slug, lay em down

Open my mouth saying baby girl enter

I remember when I couldn’t afford a car

Now we got a million dollar worth of rentals

I remember when I used to ask for a dog

Now I got a free dog for my denture nigga

Wow, Longway got chicks in the Phantom

3 white bitches, molly in the middle

Smoking gas with my thumb in the middle

Is it gooey, is it bushy, is it funky, did you diss it?

My shoes are on Jumanji you, YSL, she the prettiest

Fool with designer, everything come from Italy

Casper the ghost, I’m on my Forgiato killing them

Tommy gun out on my tummy, I’m Longway Dillinger

100 round drum my gun, don’t make me spit at you

Hit at you, I murder for fun, you fucking bumbaclot

Booted up on molly, I spray through your ho, you throw em out

Don’t play with my funds

I make your bitch ass do the walk it out

Bad Panamanian passenger in my Panamera

Kinda like I’m in a motherfucking Camera

For a couple more I got Longway on Lil Daryl

Two chicks in the trunk of llama, Alcatraz

Bricks of the dirty harry, VVS’s got to stare

Call the squad from Delaware, just book this

Keep changing the color of her hair, she Dennis Rodman

Mailman drop off the box, that mean that loud in

Keep some cash out, I’m thugging for dollars

My hermes buckle cost me thousands

If you ain’t two white chick, bitch don’t bother

Cause I ain’t got room for you in my Impala

Pockets on sumo, wore the Rolex other day, now the Hublot

In Miami got your bitch on the jet skis

Take her to the room and that pussy jet ski

Dirty money in the Swiss account

That money that you talking like my bitch’s mouth

Had my old bricks at my old bitch’s house

Paid her rent full time, then I kicked her out nigga

New plug, hey I got to switch him out

New cars, hey I got to switch em out

80 K for the S6, I could get that that bitch, that bitch, that bitch

And that bitch, naw mean, turn up in the booty club

All she want is a half inch, fuck it up

Fuck it up, that’s what I do for her

Let your hair blow shit, no roof for her

I’m a dog shit, so you know that I roof for her

If she don’t fuck, then you know that I’m booting her

Who the hell taught you how to fuck, girl, tune it up

I’m leaning, I bet the pot it stay leaning

My pockets, they stay scheming

With the head, they ain’t tryna' do shit

Tryna' double up, two bitches on me

Tell them hoes double up

Head so good, WTF, what the fuck

Hashtag, in the black Jag

Fucked her girlfriend, now she calling me the natnat

Million DK, I’m a slug

I mug every motherfucking club I enter

Gave him 17 5 for the slug, lay em down

Open my mouth saying baby girl enter

I remember when I couldn’t afford a car

Now we got a million dollar worth of rentals

I remember when I used to ask for a dog

Now I got a free dog for my denture nigga