Odell (feat. Cuba)
(Okay) The thick bitch pulled up on me
Ain't seen her since last summer
So I listen to the miss me talking
Seeming like she must be horny
Perfect timing copy that, I'm on it
Fin to own that like I bought it
She threw it up and guess who caught it
I'm feeling like Odell on em
(I said) the thick pulled up on me
Ain't seen her since last summer
So I listen to the miss me talking
Seeming like she must be horny
Perfect timing copy that, I'm on it
Fin to own that like I bought it
She threw it up and guess who caught it
I'm feeling like Odell on em
I'm easy in my lane hoe
Swerving on these lames though
So high, there's no place I can't go
If you learn me, I'm insane hoe
Been a A-Hole to like eighty hoes
World never gave me shit
My modo now just take it all
Middle finger up to the law
Other hand gripping my balls
Mouth spewing that juice shit
Like fuck you, you ain't crew bitch
Swagger sauce I'm dripping off, been killing shit since 02
I'm probably the reason your brother's rhyming
If you want to talk the who's who
(Okay) the thick bitch pulled up on me
Ain't seen her since last summer
So I listen to the miss me talking
Seeming like she must be horny
Perfect timing copy that, I'm on it
Rolled up a blunt played Marley
Got to talking, now she want me to bomb it
Killed it, hoping that the bitch don't haunt me
Spacing, hoping that the bitch don't want me
Close cased this, call later
And hope that the bitch still horny
Wait up, back to that prove shit you know
Kicking that cool shit nigga, no judo
For that spinach niggas pop eyes Bruno
If they draw two on you, man they ain't playing uno
You play the fool though
(Okay) The thick bitch pulled up on me
Ain't seen her since last summer
So I listen to the miss me talking
Seeming like she must be horny
Perfect timing copy that, I'm on it
Fin to own that like I bought it
She threw it up and guess who caught it
I'm feeling like Odell on em
(I said) the thick pulled up on me
Ain't seen her since last summer
So I listen to the miss me talking
Seeming like she must be horny
Perfect timing copy that, I'm on it
Fin to own that like I bought it
She threw it up and guess who caught it
I'm feeling like Odell on em
I'm chilling, niggas be gassed up
Your bitch in my crib, position be ass up
My niggas aint waiting on a fucking pandemic to mask up
I aint waiting thirty one days to smash her
I'm chilling, niggas be gassed up
Your bitch in my crib, position be ass up
My niggas aint waiting on a fucking pandemic to mask up
I aint waiting thirty one days to smash her
This new feeling I got is like Mike Jack on McJagger
Late night, dark liquor chances are she was probably with it
Ignoring calls we're hard of hearing
I'ma need for all you to witness
How I switched it up it fall to the winter
And I always got me some but now it seem like all of the women
My new chick listening, she probably like go call them bitches
This new feeling I got is like Mike Jack on McJagger
Late night, dark liquor chances are she was probably with it
(Okay) The thick bitch pulled up on me
Ain't seen her since last summer
So I listen to the miss me talking
Seeming like she must be horny
Perfect timing copy that, I'm on it
Fin to own that like I bought it
She threw it up and guess who caught it
I'm feeling like Odell on em
(I said) the thick pulled up on me
Ain't seen her since last summer
So I listen to the miss me talking
Seeming like she must be horny
Perfect timing copy that, I'm on it
Fin to own that like I bought it
She threw it up and guess who caught it
I'm feeling like Odell on em
Ain't seen her since last summer
So I listen to the miss me talking
Seeming like she must be horny
Perfect timing copy that, I'm on it
Fin to own that like I bought it
She threw it up and guess who caught it
I'm feeling like Odell on em
(I said) the thick pulled up on me
Ain't seen her since last summer
So I listen to the miss me talking
Seeming like she must be horny
Perfect timing copy that, I'm on it
Fin to own that like I bought it
She threw it up and guess who caught it
I'm feeling like Odell on em
I'm easy in my lane hoe
Swerving on these lames though
So high, there's no place I can't go
If you learn me, I'm insane hoe
Been a A-Hole to like eighty hoes
World never gave me shit
My modo now just take it all
Middle finger up to the law
Other hand gripping my balls
Mouth spewing that juice shit
Like fuck you, you ain't crew bitch
Swagger sauce I'm dripping off, been killing shit since 02
I'm probably the reason your brother's rhyming
If you want to talk the who's who
(Okay) the thick bitch pulled up on me
Ain't seen her since last summer
So I listen to the miss me talking
Seeming like she must be horny
Perfect timing copy that, I'm on it
Rolled up a blunt played Marley
Got to talking, now she want me to bomb it
Killed it, hoping that the bitch don't haunt me
Spacing, hoping that the bitch don't want me
Close cased this, call later
And hope that the bitch still horny
Wait up, back to that prove shit you know
Kicking that cool shit nigga, no judo
For that spinach niggas pop eyes Bruno
If they draw two on you, man they ain't playing uno
You play the fool though
(Okay) The thick bitch pulled up on me
Ain't seen her since last summer
So I listen to the miss me talking
Seeming like she must be horny
Perfect timing copy that, I'm on it
Fin to own that like I bought it
She threw it up and guess who caught it
I'm feeling like Odell on em
(I said) the thick pulled up on me
Ain't seen her since last summer
So I listen to the miss me talking
Seeming like she must be horny
Perfect timing copy that, I'm on it
Fin to own that like I bought it
She threw it up and guess who caught it
I'm feeling like Odell on em
I'm chilling, niggas be gassed up
Your bitch in my crib, position be ass up
My niggas aint waiting on a fucking pandemic to mask up
I aint waiting thirty one days to smash her
I'm chilling, niggas be gassed up
Your bitch in my crib, position be ass up
My niggas aint waiting on a fucking pandemic to mask up
I aint waiting thirty one days to smash her
This new feeling I got is like Mike Jack on McJagger
Late night, dark liquor chances are she was probably with it
Ignoring calls we're hard of hearing
I'ma need for all you to witness
How I switched it up it fall to the winter
And I always got me some but now it seem like all of the women
My new chick listening, she probably like go call them bitches
This new feeling I got is like Mike Jack on McJagger
Late night, dark liquor chances are she was probably with it
(Okay) The thick bitch pulled up on me
Ain't seen her since last summer
So I listen to the miss me talking
Seeming like she must be horny
Perfect timing copy that, I'm on it
Fin to own that like I bought it
She threw it up and guess who caught it
I'm feeling like Odell on em
(I said) the thick pulled up on me
Ain't seen her since last summer
So I listen to the miss me talking
Seeming like she must be horny
Perfect timing copy that, I'm on it
Fin to own that like I bought it
She threw it up and guess who caught it
I'm feeling like Odell on em
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