Whole Lotta ‎OsamaSon

[Intro]
On The Way
OK is the hardest, I swear to God
We gon’ be ok

[Chorus]
Hoe said she in love, yeah, feel like I’m the shit (Yeah)
Kickin’ with my thugs, and they still jugg licks, yeah (Yeah)
Slime, where the love? Know I got your back, twin (Yeah)
Yeah, scored on lean, I said, “Bring the pints in” (Mud)
Yeah, in the backroom, bring the racks in (Bee, bee)
Said you got some hoes, tell ‘em, bring they ass in (Shh; what?)
Made it out the two-door, me and twin committing sins
You can run up, you can get sent with your mans (Yeah)

[Verse 1]
And I’m off that Xan, Lean, can’t stand (Can’t stand)
You get pressed, man, you can get [checked in?] (Yeah)
YSL fit, and that bitch cost lots of bands (Slatt)
SRT whip like that bitch came with no [vans?]
I’m thuggin’ on your block, I get lots of guap
I call all the shots, I can make shit hot
Post up in that drop, Dior flip-flop
You can’t catch your thot, ‘cause I’m finna pour up drop

[Chorus]
Hoe said she in love, yeah, feel like I’m the shit (Yeah)
Kickin’ with my thugs, and they still jugg licks, yeah (Yeah)
Slime, where the love? Know I got your back, twin (Bee, bee)
Yeah, scored on lean, I said, “Bring the pints in” (Pfft)
Yeah, in the backroom, bring the racks in (Bee, bee)
Said you got some hoes, tell ‘em, bring they ass in (Yeah, go)
Made it out the two-door, me and twin committing sins (Yeah, oh)
You can run up, you can get sent with your mans (Get sent with ‘em)