OS Lyrics
- Genre:World Music/Folklore
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
Creep up on yo street
Dumpin out the heat
Found us sumn a drop
It ain't nun much
Just another jug
Boy you got a nine
I got five seven
Send ya ass to heaven
Motherfucker why you startin
Blamma get to blammin
All my bitches they be scammin
And Yo man's a bitch he be runnin
I ain't talkin bout the streets
Heard yo bro got ptsd
Prolly still pissin on the sheets
Shoulda stayed up on the porch
Shouldn't been in the streets
Knew ya ass was sweet
Talkin like you lit
When you know you ain't shit
Walk around here
And you gettin hit
Washed the game
And I rinsed it
Boy you had yo chance
And you missed it
Pockets broke
Had to fix it
Now I get hella digits
Exo how you get it
Cous I'm really with it
Said I'd do it So I did it
I get it and go
I'm back up at ya throat
Back At ya front door like
Who want the smoke
Im gettin them hooked
Ain't letting them off
I'm sendin them spill
I'm countin em bills
We not getting along
We gettin em gone
We get shipments in
And im breaking em down
It's Fallin in line
I'm gettin to mine
I'm looking to find
A world in my mind