OTF Lyrics

Uh yeah yeah yeah

Uh yeah yeah yeah

Uh Bigga fucking loc

Watch ya hoe bitch

Uh

I ain't have to do much I came in clutch

I'm moving with the stick

Niggas speak to much no sneak wassup

I walk up in this bitch

Money never get too much

Chain heavy walk with a hunch

Daytime head I call it brunch

Bitch with me she got a strut

My nigga been waiting for trial for two

But it feel like seven

You know what to do

Tell by my crew that we don't speak to reverends

Moving demon

Shoot for less reasons

I'm Barley speaking

Nigga Lou is train to shoot

Head shot make the body weaken

Uh

Trizzy switch the glizzy

No siti keep it up

Fucking twin sissys

They get busy wipe it clean it up

Never move sloppy sometimes wocky drop purp in my cup

And I got my strap with my strap you know I get em tuck

Like they going to bed and shit

Funny they both wetting shit

Act too live I ain't deading shit

I don't know how they still talking while they mans still dead and shit

Stamina with the bitch love it when she give it spits

Love to roll opps in a spliff

Since I lost my daddy I ain't happy don't care blicking shit

Better not take mine cuz I'll take four

Still looking for that bitch

And I up my glock when I flock I ain't missing shit

Not accessible snitches not acceptable call it quits bitch