Homeboy On A Shirt
K Shiday Lyrics
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Redid my grill in July, that bitch like fourth of July (go, damn)
Flyin' my wrist to Dubai, might just stay fly, the new fives (yeah)
I put your pop on Fox Five (pop), Mr. Eleven alive
My hood bang B's like a hive (wow), they might shoot dice with your life
It's suicide, you try Gucci (it's Gucci), you must be stupid or high (huh?)You must be death struck or depressed 'cause you know you gonna die (pow, pow)
I'm an ape out a cage, I'ma die of old age (wow)
Nigga, this me, I'm so paid, I get 'em whacked on the stage (shh)
Get him stripped in the studio like a ho on the stage (go, go)
Gucci Mane and 1017, we got the crowd in a rage
Mr. Moreland Avenue, I trick your boy at The Blaze (Guwop)
That was back in the day, but I'm still stuck in my ways (it's Gucci)
We put your homeboy on a shirt, we gon' sell it like it's merch
Put that nigga in the dirt and I know your feelings hurt
You can't come to where I'm from, you get robbed or you get merked
If you scared, then go to church, smoke a opp like he was purp' (it's Gucci)
We put your homeboy on a shirt, we gon' sell it like it's merch
Put that nigga in the dirt and I know your feelings hurt
You can't come to where I'm from, you get robbed or you get merked
If you scared, then go to church, smoke a opp like he was purp'
Ooh, ah, boy, you know you not gon' slide
Ooh, ah, boy, you know you not gon' slide (ah)
Ooh, ah, boy, you know you not gon' slide
Ooh, ah, boy, you know you not gon' slide (ah)
Say I stop the clock, release the shocks, I'm '90s baby, cradle rock (woo)
Forgot to hold myself, we pick it up, I can't control myself (uh-uh)
It's bad that I'm the bitch who with the shit, I know the hurt they felt
Diamond grills come from the field, you know my young niggas be holdin' thatTake one, take one, take two, they feelin' blue, got benji flippin' benjicoot (who?)
And he be playin' peek-a-boo, I see you, nigga, look at you
I'm so icy in the summer, I'm so icy in the winter (brr)
I'm so icy like a comma, 1017 in all black sprinters (skrrt)
Know I only fuck with winners, ayy, VC learnin', straight beginner (uh)
I'm a cold-hearted bitch (uh), hurt your feelings, got you pissed (uh)
Suck your soul, snatch your kids, have you runnin', slit your wrists
Ain't no tellin' when I'm lit, I bust your head down with your sticks
We put your homeboy on a shirt, we gon' sell it like it's merch
Put that nigga in the dirt and I know your feelings hurt
You can't come to where I'm from, you get robbed or you get merked
If you scared, then go to church, smoke a opp like he was purp' (it's Gucci)
We put your homeboy on a shirt, we gon' sell it like it's merch
Put that nigga in the dirt and I know your feelings hurt
You can't come to where I'm from, you get robbed or you get merked
If you scared, then go to church, smoke a opp like he was purp'
Ooh, ah, boy, you know you not gon' slide
Ooh, ah, boy, you know you not gon' slide (ah)
Ooh, ah, boy, you know you not gon' slide
Ooh, ah, boy, you know you not gon' slide (ah)
The song "Homeboy On A Shirt" by K Shiday and Gucci Mane grapples with themes of violence and retribution. In the first verse, Gucci Mane boasts about his wealth and status while also threatening anyone who dares to cross him. He refers to himself as an "ape out of a cage," underscoring his violent nature and warning people not to mess with him. Gucci Mane also mentions putting someone's "pop" on Fox Five, which could be interpreted as a reference to murdering someone and attracting media attention. The chorus drives home the message even further, stating that the singer and his associates will put someone's "homeboy on a shirt" and "sell it like it's merch," effectively making a profit off of someone's death. The song glorifies violence and portrays it as a way to gain power and respect.
In the second verse, K Shiday takes over and continues with the violent themes. She boasts about her diamond grills and how her "young niggas be holdin' that," implying that she has an army of violent, loyal supporters. She claims to be a "cold-hearted bitch" who will hurt people's feelings and "snatch [their] kids." She also makes a reference to suicide, suggesting that if someone crosses her, they might end up "runnin', slit [their] wrists." Like Gucci Mane in the first verse, K Shiday uses violent language to intimidate those who would oppose her.
Overall, "Homeboy On A Shirt" is a song that celebrates violence and portrays it as a way to gain power and wealth. The lyrics are explicit and threatening, and the chorus in particular drives home the message that the singers will not shy away from killing someone and profiting off of their death.
Line by Line Meaning
Redid my grill in July, that bitch like fourth of July (go, damn)
I had my teeth worked on in July and they look so bright and white, like fireworks on Fourth of July.
Flyin' my wrist to Dubai, might just stay fly, the new fives (yeah)
I'm wearing expensive new watches and showing them off to people in Dubai, looking fresh and impressive.
I put your pop on Fox Five (pop), Mr. Eleven alive
I put your name and picture on the news, making you famous and notorious for all the wrong reasons.
My hood bang B's like a hive (wow), they might shoot dice with your life
In my neighborhood, the gangsters are aggressive and play with life and death as if they were gambling in games of dice.
It's suicide, you try Gucci (it's Gucci), you must be stupid or high (huh?)
It's dangerous to attempt to mess with or imitate Gucci Mane, either you're not thinking clearly or you're under the influence or both.
You must be death struck or depressed 'cause you know you gonna die (pow, pow)
If you're trying to challenge me or my crew, then you must be suicidal, because we won't back down and will fight to the death if necessary.
I'm an ape out a cage, I'ma die of old age (wow)
I'm like a wild and fierce animal, breaking free from confinement and living life without fear until I become an old and wise legend.
Nigga, this me, I'm so paid, I get 'em whacked on the stage (shh)
I'm rich and powerful, paying others to do my dirty work, like getting people killed or injured during live performances.
Get him stripped in the studio like a ho on the stage (go, go)
I can humiliate and expose my enemies by removing their clothes and revealing their shame, just like strippers on stage.
Gucci Mane and 1017, we got the crowd in a rage
My rap crew and I are so skilled and charismatic that we can energize and excite any audience, making them go wild with excitement.
Mr. Moreland Avenue, I trick your boy at The Blaze (Guwop)
I'm a sly and cunning street hustler, who has outsmarted your friends at the strip club called The Blaze, earning me the nickname Guwop.
That was back in the day, but I'm still stuck in my ways (it's Gucci)
I used to be even more reckless and wild in my younger years, but I haven't changed much and still follow my own rules and habits.
We put your homeboy on a shirt, we gon' sell it like it's merch
If you mess with me or my crew, we'll kill your friend and print his image on clothing, selling it like merchandise, to taunt and remind you of your loss.
Put that nigga in the dirt and I know your feelings hurt
Once we have killed your friend, we'll bury him underground and shatter your spirit and emotions, making you regret crossing us.
You can't come to where I'm from, you get robbed or you get merked
My neighborhood is dangerous and violent, so unless you're ready to be robbed or killed, you should stay away and avoid confrontation.
If you scared, then go to church, smoke a opp like he was purp' (it's Gucci)
If you're afraid of me or my gang, then seek safety in a church, or perhaps kill one of my rivals, imagining they were purple weed, to show your courage.
Ooh, ah, boy, you know you not gon' slide
You're weak and cowardly, and everyone knows you won't be able to handle or survive any harmful actions or confrontations.
Say I stop the clock, release the shocks, I'm '90s baby, cradle rock (woo)
I can control time and unleash stunning blows, just like a child who rocks in his crib with no fear, because I'm from the old school and know all the tricks.
Forgot to hold myself, we pick it up, I can't control myself (uh-uh)
I'm so passionate and impulsive, that sometimes I make mistakes and lose control of myself, but then I recover and move on, never giving up or surrendering.
It's bad that I'm the bitch who with the shit, I know the hurt they felt
It's unfortunate for my rivals that I'm a bad and ruthless person, who isn't afraid to hurt them or make them suffer, because I know how that feels myself.
Diamond grills come from the field, you know my young niggas be holdin' that
I and my younger associates have expensive diamond-encrusted teeth, showing off how much money and power we have.
Take one, take one, take two, they feelin' blue, got benji flippin' benjicoot (who?)
My enemies are weak and vulnerable, easily defeated by two of our people, leaving them feeling sad and defeated, while we enjoy our wealth and fun.
And he be playin' peek-a-boo, I see you, nigga, look at you
My enemies are like little kids, trying to hide and run away, but I can easily find and spot them, because I'm smarter and more cunning than they are.
I'm so icy in the summer, I'm so icy in the winter (brr)
I'm always cool and elegant, regardless of the season or temperature, because I'm used to luxury and comfort.
I'm so icy like a comma, 1017 in all black sprinters (skrrt)
I'm as cold and sharp as a punctuation mark, and my gang members ride in sleek and fast black vans, making a dramatic entrance wherever we go.
Know I only fuck with winners, ayy, VC learnin', straight beginner (uh)
I only associate and collaborate with successful and talented people, like my protégé VC, who's just getting started but already showing promise and potential.
I'm a cold-hearted bitch (uh), hurt your feelings, got you pissed (uh)
I'm a tough and ruthless woman, who enjoys causing pain and making people angry and upset, because I'm powerful and untouchable.
Suck your soul, snatch your kids, have you runnin', slit your wrists
I can steal your spirit and take away your offspring, making you feel desperate and hopeless, and then force you to give up or even hurt yourself to escape the pain.
Ain't no tellin' when I'm lit, I bust your head down with your sticks
When I'm angry or high on drugs, there's no telling what I might do, but one thing is sure, I can hit you hard and fast, using your own weapons to hurt you.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Anthony Germaine White, Channing Nicole Larry, Kierra Shiday, Radric Davis
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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