OAK

This that O A K L A W N
We got the gas bitch go tell ah friend
We throwing dubs cuz we know that we win
Stick you to a wall like ah muh fucking pin
Lil bro gon calm down once he see who we wit
This that O A K L A W N

They know that boy down but his luck up
In the streets man this shit can get fucked up
Like takumbo he trinna get his bucks up
Don't be judging that book by its cover
That boy funny I call him Chris tucker
Watch yo girl blow my pop like a sucker
I feel that boy mad cuz I know that boy love her
Man it's crazy cuz this shit can get real
Ain't just my age man lil boys getting killed
You can die for just thinking you real
Ain't talking no zip lock yo fait getting sealed
I get hungry and plot my next meal
Cuz pops always said it's a way if you will
So I gotta just start moving different
It ant nothing to stay in my kitchen
Yea I wanna be hot man it's tempting
Cuz I know that they out trinna get me
Take his hoe and they say that I'm pimping
I don't want her just make her do dishes
My big homie got birds and they flipping
In the kitchen smoke be water whipping
Serve the feins and I see that they trippin
They gon ask you for 5 just to get it

This that O A K L A W N
We got the gas bitch go tell ah friend
We throwing dubs cuz we know that we win
Stick you to a wall like ah muh fucking pin
Lil bro gon calm down once he see who we wit
This that O A K L A W N

Fuck that
Hell yea im just bout to go in
Hand be tired from using this pen
But the grind never stop it's yung kir yet again
I bout to fuck on yo sis sooo
She can come suck on my pickle
Make her touch toes like ah missle
But no she can't get ah kiss tho
Oak got the gas like a citgooo
You moving wrong we do kick doors
You can get shot right there on O block like free throws to curry don't miss those
Let ah nigga try it we be getting sloppy we gon squeeze the spot like ah pimple
They really can't stop us so that's why they copy I shine in the dark like a crystal
Doing walk downs nigga you'll get popped
Ain't 2015 but you'll get dropped
Oak once upon ah time would have punched in on his clock
Now leak popping out the cut wit mug fucking glocks
know ah dope boy that's gon keep high socks
They gon serve ya uncle got streets on lock
Know yo uncle feining he want that rock
Tell him come and get it it's on O block

This that O A K L A W N
We got the gas bitch go tell ah friend
We throwing dubs cuz we know that we win
Stick you to a wall like ah muh fucking pin
Lil bro gon calm down once he see who we wit
This that O A K L A W N



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Writer(s): Shakir Glenn
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