[Intro]
(Desire)
[Chorus: ohsxnta]
My twin in the back of the coupe (Bitch, ha)
Yuhhh, that boy talking down then I’m shooting at you
Ay, lil’ boy, I’m too hot like I got the Flu
Yuhhh, Balenci my shoes, Balenci my boots, yuhhh
Call up Sama, tell ‘em, “Boom some”
All my niggas tryna shoot some
In the back of the whip tryna blam some
Bad ho listen to my song
Kick the cup, not sipping it no more
Off them drugs, I’m moving in Slo-Mo
I’on fuck with these niggas no more…
I’on fuck with that ho no more
I was broke but now it’s no more
We was lost but now it’s no more
[Verse: OsamaSon]
My twin, just went flood (Yeah, yuh)
Locked in, don’t switch up (No)
Got racks, I’m buying juggs (Bee!)
Time will tell, see you soon, duh (And duh)
Hella racks, I ain’t even do nothing (Nothing)
I was sitting in the 4 door punt (Punt)
Watching that ho go dumb (Go dumb)
Pour a four of red, no punch (Yeah)
Sipping my shit, go numb (Yeah)
I’ll do this shit to you, want smoke? (Ha)
You gon’ have to send some (Send some)
And these niggas on shit till I pull up
I just told a bad ho, “Pull up” (Pull up)
Bookbag, racks with the Glock tucked (Glock)
ARP gon’ spot ‘ya (Yeah)
My twin in the back of the coupe (Phew, phew, phew)
My twin in the back of the coupe (Phew, phew, phew)
(Desire)
[Chorus: ohsxnta]
My twin in the back of the coupe (Bitch, ha)
Yuhhh, that boy talking down then I’m shooting at you
Ay, lil’ boy, I’m too hot like I got the Flu
Yuhhh, Balenci my shoes, Balenci my boots, yuhhh
Call up Sama, tell ‘em, “Boom some”
All my niggas tryna shoot some
In the back of the whip tryna blam some
Bad ho listen to my song
Kick the cup, not sipping it no more
Off them drugs, I’m moving in Slo-Mo
I’on fuck with these niggas no more…
I’on fuck with that ho no more
I was broke but now it’s no more
We was lost but now it’s no more
[Verse: OsamaSon]
My twin, just went flood (Yeah, yuh)
Locked in, don’t switch up (No)
Got racks, I’m buying juggs (Bee!)
Time will tell, see you soon, duh (And duh)
Hella racks, I ain’t even do nothing (Nothing)
I was sitting in the 4 door punt (Punt)
Watching that ho go dumb (Go dumb)
Pour a four of red, no punch (Yeah)
Sipping my shit, go numb (Yeah)
I’ll do this shit to you, want smoke? (Ha)
You gon’ have to send some (Send some)
And these niggas on shit till I pull up
I just told a bad ho, “Pull up” (Pull up)
Bookbag, racks with the Glock tucked (Glock)
ARP gon’ spot ‘ya (Yeah)
My twin in the back of the coupe (Phew, phew, phew)
My twin in the back of the coupe (Phew, phew, phew)
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