Oo Lyrics

Man, these nigga's said they gon' kill me (KAYDEE Run it up)

Hah, I don't give a fuck I'm gon' die anyway

I tell ya'

Oo, back-backin' out that weed

Nigga's rollin' up some blunts

Mix my opps with the trees

Like, oo

T-Take me as a fiend

'Cause I'm feeling on her body and I love pretty please, like, look

When lil' baby gets to shaking

See a print through my pants

My lil' baby often waken like

She-she be waking off the

I'ma rearrange her guts way before I get to bathing

'Cause she mine

And I beat it all the time

Yeah, I'm clutching on my poke, I'ma put it through his spine

If he jackin' I'ma lose, I'ma beat 'em 'till he whine

He the type of goofy just to get drunk off of wine

I'ma hit 'em for his shoes, I'ma take a nigga's dime

I'ma call 'em T-Wizz, he got left at the crime

And I got triple 9, tatted across of my left arm

Feelin' crazy? Better throw, call it real harm

I don't do drive-by's, I do walk-down's

Creep up on 'em real slow, let off five rounds

I think I'm in the UK, smoke like five pounds

Looking at me dumb? Say what's up, we go five rounds

Don't need a 30 clip, I got my fists, baby what's up?

These nigga's never movin' tact, nigga what the fuck?

My baby straight from EC, got a moving butt

You fuck with her, you fuck with me, then you out of luck

Big bag, big M, stands for motion

I'm fucking pussy while they out here fucking lotion

It's like magic, they be thinking I'm making potions

I put the P into perfect, can't do no choking

I'll get a milli by the age of 25

Way I'm sliding on this bitch, make a hater want to die, like, facts

All black air forces ones

Quick to stomp a nigga out, leave a check on 'em

Been eating good baby, I been getting built up

Been doing pushups everyday, try to flex up

This ain't no Cardi, if it's up, then it's dead stuck

Ain't deading beef, if I want it, then there's real blood

Ain't deading beef, if I want it, then there's real blood

I take these niggas as a joke, they a dead slug

Dropping bags 'cause I know she wants that real love

If she wants it, then she got it, kill a real thug

Oo, back-backin' out that weed

Nigga's rollin' up some blunts

Mix my opps with the trees

Like, oo

T-Take me as a fiend

'Cause I'm feeling on her body and I love pretty please, like, look

When lil' baby gets to shaking

See a print through my pants

My lil' baby often waken like

She-she be waking off the

I'ma rearrange her guts way before I get to bathing, look