Mine OsamaSon
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[Intro]
(ok is the hardest, I swear to God)
Yeah
(We gon' be okay)
Bih'
[Chorus]
Had to pull my pants up
I swear they can’t stand us, I swear they can’t stand us
And I had my blam tucked, walk down on my man's, yeah
I see you lackin', put your hands up (Yeah, yeah)
I catch him lackin', with his pants down (Slime)
Hi-5, pour a red, he a bloodhound (Slime)
With my brotha, catch him from the dead, what you want now? (What you want?)
In my pocket, I got hella dead guys, put the phone down (Bih', bih', brr)
[Verse]
Can't answer the phone now 'cause I'm (pfft) up
Better have that shit up 'fore you get sent through the ceilin', yeah
Yeah, I walked in with that shit
Bet I won’t throw fit, I don't [?]
Foreign ho, get naked
Got that pack, and we take it (ok is the hardest, I swear to God)
I got racks, Bottega, YSL, that’s my flavor
I'm with slime kickin' shit (We gon' be okay)
Lil' Glock, muzzle potato
Hop out blind with a stick, that shit gon' see you later
Tell that ho I'm the mayor, flex up 'cause I get paid (Skrrt, skrrt)
I was swervin' in that Jeep just like yesterday-
I will not tell your ho "Hey", sign a deal, bitch, I get paid
You be stuck up in your ways, double cup help me escape
I pour red for my slime
What made you think you can come take mine? (Uh huh)
(ok is the hardest, I swear to God)
Yeah
(We gon' be okay)
Bih'
[Chorus]
Had to pull my pants up
I swear they can’t stand us, I swear they can’t stand us
And I had my blam tucked, walk down on my man's, yeah
I see you lackin', put your hands up (Yeah, yeah)
I catch him lackin', with his pants down (Slime)
Hi-5, pour a red, he a bloodhound (Slime)
With my brotha, catch him from the dead, what you want now? (What you want?)
In my pocket, I got hella dead guys, put the phone down (Bih', bih', brr)
[Verse]
Can't answer the phone now 'cause I'm (pfft) up
Better have that shit up 'fore you get sent through the ceilin', yeah
Yeah, I walked in with that shit
Bet I won’t throw fit, I don't [?]
Foreign ho, get naked
Got that pack, and we take it (ok is the hardest, I swear to God)
I got racks, Bottega, YSL, that’s my flavor
I'm with slime kickin' shit (We gon' be okay)
Lil' Glock, muzzle potato
Hop out blind with a stick, that shit gon' see you later
Tell that ho I'm the mayor, flex up 'cause I get paid (Skrrt, skrrt)
I was swervin' in that Jeep just like yesterday-
I will not tell your ho "Hey", sign a deal, bitch, I get paid
You be stuck up in your ways, double cup help me escape
I pour red for my slime
What made you think you can come take mine? (Uh huh)
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