Ooze
I got the, I got the moves
I got the, I got the moves
All of ma bitches on deck
I got ma slimes and the ooze, yeah
I get the shit that I choose, yeah
Philip on deck with the hues, yeah
Vodka and mix for the booze
That shit get me in the mood
I don't wanna talk
Bitch, I want action
Gimme my, gimme my rations
Bitch, I'm up to bat, like lashes
If we got beef, let's hash it
Bitch up on my dick, like he fascist
Hitta tryna clank, like ratchet
Talking all that smack, then smack it
If you gone back, then back it
Up, drink in my cup
I got the, I got the, I got the touch
Midas, this bitch don't need prayers or the luck
Bitch, I got bombs like I bathe with the Lush
I ain't need poppers to rush
Might let yo bitch get a cut
Might let yo bitch get a nut
Might let yo bitch put his face in ma ass
Might leave yo bitch in the motherfucking rut
I got the, I got the moves
I got the, I got the moves
All of ma bitches on deck
I got ma slimes and the ooze, yeah
I get the shit that I choose, yeah
Philip on deck with the hues, yeah
Vodka and mix for the booze
That shit get me in the mood
I got the, I got the, I got the
I got the, I got the moves
All of ma bitches on deck
I got ma slimes and the ooze
I get the shit that I choose
Philip on deck with the hues
Vodka and mix for the booze
That shit get me in the mood
Bitch, I got balls, like I play for the Knicks
And, they got em in they mouth like dip
If I swipe right, that's the bitch that I pick
I ain't never hold my tongue, less my mouth on the dick
Talk a lotta game, but, we know it's all smoke
If it ain't sweet tea, hittas want coke
Got em by they neck, but, I like it when he choke me out
And, no, it ain't a motherfucking joke
Bitch, it's all me
Unlike some of them hittas that I see
Some of them hittas is mad at the hitta I be
Hittas wants receipts, check on my degree
Both
Bitch, is you mad or you jealous
Both
They trying, they failing to cope
Can't stand that I suck and I sit on the dick
And they head still gone bob to the shit that I wrote
I got the, I got the, I got the
I got the, I got the moves
All of ma bitches on deck
I got ma slimes and the ooze
I get the shit that I choose
Philip on deck with the hues
Vodka and mix for the booze
That shit get me in the mood
I got the, I got the moves
All of ma bitches on deck
I got ma slimes and the ooze, yeah
I get the shit that I choose, yeah
Philip on deck with the hues, yeah
Vodka and mix for the booze
That shit get me in the mood
I don't wanna talk
Bitch, I want action
Gimme my, gimme my rations
Bitch, I'm up to bat, like lashes
If we got beef, let's hash it
Bitch up on my dick, like he fascist
Hitta tryna clank, like ratchet
Talking all that smack, then smack it
If you gone back, then back it
Up, drink in my cup
I got the, I got the, I got the touch
Midas, this bitch don't need prayers or the luck
Bitch, I got bombs like I bathe with the Lush
I ain't need poppers to rush
Might let yo bitch get a cut
Might let yo bitch get a nut
Might let yo bitch put his face in ma ass
Might leave yo bitch in the motherfucking rut
I got the, I got the moves
I got the, I got the moves
All of ma bitches on deck
I got ma slimes and the ooze, yeah
I get the shit that I choose, yeah
Philip on deck with the hues, yeah
Vodka and mix for the booze
That shit get me in the mood
I got the, I got the, I got the
I got the, I got the moves
All of ma bitches on deck
I got ma slimes and the ooze
I get the shit that I choose
Philip on deck with the hues
Vodka and mix for the booze
That shit get me in the mood
Bitch, I got balls, like I play for the Knicks
And, they got em in they mouth like dip
If I swipe right, that's the bitch that I pick
I ain't never hold my tongue, less my mouth on the dick
Talk a lotta game, but, we know it's all smoke
If it ain't sweet tea, hittas want coke
Got em by they neck, but, I like it when he choke me out
And, no, it ain't a motherfucking joke
Bitch, it's all me
Unlike some of them hittas that I see
Some of them hittas is mad at the hitta I be
Hittas wants receipts, check on my degree
Both
Bitch, is you mad or you jealous
Both
They trying, they failing to cope
Can't stand that I suck and I sit on the dick
And they head still gone bob to the shit that I wrote
I got the, I got the, I got the
I got the, I got the moves
All of ma bitches on deck
I got ma slimes and the ooze
I get the shit that I choose
Philip on deck with the hues
Vodka and mix for the booze
That shit get me in the mood
Credits
Writer(s): Kyle Payne
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