
WTFUGD OsamaSon
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[Chorus]
OD geeked (Fuck, fu-fuck)
We take nun' new
I'm tryna hop out like “I got em’”
Draco lookin' like all-black shoes (Yeah)
I could stain yo' shoe, bih'
What the fuck you gon' do? B-Bih'
Ridin' 'round with that Draco, bih'
Too many racks and hoes, I get it
Why-Why you doing all that dissin'?
In yo' city, post up, I'm different
Fifty more shots 'fore the AR glisten
Stop tellin' everybody, bruh, stop that bitchin'
Ran a lil' ten, did that in a minute
Mad bullets in, no missin'
[Verse]
Slime neck, VVS
We gon' buy five, flex your checks
G-Got yo' lick, we finna hit back
G-Go on, touch that, lil' boy fed
Friday night, jumpin' out the gym (Yes)
Me and slime going for the win (Ye-Yes)
Do we wake up and flex? (Yes)
This lil' ho love sex (Yes)
Okay, I flex up
Oh damn, oh damn, call backup (Huh)
Tell yo' man get back up (Huh)
Ridin' 'round in that fast truck (Phree)
P-Pull up to the Creek, now I'm back in the field
P-Push up on me, you could meet this steel
I was like "Slime, go catch that kill"
Finna hit a stain rockin' YSL
OD geeked (Fuck, fu-fuck)
We take nun' new
I'm tryna hop out like “I got em’”
Draco lookin' like all-black shoes (Yeah)
I could stain yo' shoe, bih'
What the fuck you gon' do? B-Bih'
Ridin' 'round with that Draco, bih'
Too many racks and hoes, I get it
Why-Why you doing all that dissin'?
In yo' city, post up, I'm different
Fifty more shots 'fore the AR glisten
Stop tellin' everybody, bruh, stop that bitchin'
Ran a lil' ten, did that in a minute
Mad bullets in, no missin'
[Verse]
Slime neck, VVS
We gon' buy five, flex your checks
G-Got yo' lick, we finna hit back
G-Go on, touch that, lil' boy fed
Friday night, jumpin' out the gym (Yes)
Me and slime going for the win (Ye-Yes)
Do we wake up and flex? (Yes)
This lil' ho love sex (Yes)
Okay, I flex up
Oh damn, oh damn, call backup (Huh)
Tell yo' man get back up (Huh)
Ridin' 'round in that fast truck (Phree)
P-Pull up to the Creek, now I'm back in the field
P-Push up on me, you could meet this steel
I was like "Slime, go catch that kill"
Finna hit a stain rockin' YSL
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