O.T.M.

It's me, woodie G, dp, and kg sliding in a RT otw to a bag
Pope hit my phone and he said that it's on just give em 30 mins he in Pratt with the gas

You moving to slow, you getting passed
Thinking i'm slipping, im busssin yo ass
You cuffin that lil bit ain't it... stupid lil nigga i'm slutting her ass
Out and about on bout my day just minding my business, ion fw nobody
Spoiling my kids, making my money
And getting me some neck my day to day to hobbies

You like to be seen and want attention
Yea lil buddy got dem ho traits

I stay off the scene and i keep it pimpin
Yea T got dem goat traits

Me copying you, bitch how that sound
Fuck riding wave, id rather get drowned

Ppl be hating and really be faking
They hate when you up and love when you down

It's cool tho, my circle small, that bit resembles a fruit loop
My trust was so gone i looked in the mirror and told myself i'll shoot

Like who you, i was tripping tho, i had to fall back and get my mind right
Ion need a scope, my aim point, i'm shootin this bit through the iron sight
Like blloowwww, that was too loud, my moma told me she too proud

Of who i am and what i'm doing
I gotta bless her down wit 2 house

My loyalty hard to find, yo problems i'll make em mine
Sit down brainstorm and solve ours at the same time

Ain lying ask roscoe he a real niggaa, my vato
Got 4 mexicans i serve out the week, they come get em by the cuatro

Tell me what cha know bout sliding down in a hot box and the tank on E (Yeehh)
Used all the gas and 12 hit the lights we had to flee the scene on feet (We fleeed)

We was young tho, on the dumb shit
Grew up and got on some money shit

I'm cutting ppl off if they move wrong, don't come round me with that funny shit

I had a girl from every horoscope
The most toxic one, was a scorpio

I block her ass like vito
And told her go get in the bed wit cha mammy ho

Cause ion have time for the bs
I leave my house with a full clip

And i treat my guns like beyblades
Fuck nigga i'll let em rip

And ion slip, i just slide
Leading the way like ima guide
Keep it real and don't you lie
Cause right or wrong Terrance T gone ride

Damn i'm flyyy, come check me out
Ion care what's on the tag i'm cashing out
200 On da dash, i'm smashing out
Ben wallace game 1, i'm spazzing out

On anybody that try me
2 Glocks they look like siamese
Need a M if you tryna sign me
Get sherlock holmes just to find me

Cause i'm on go and im throw 4s
Leave a bitch with no flight like rubi rose
I'll pass her to my dawg like rubio
I'm with the same gang from 10 years ago

It's me, woodie G, dp, and kg sliding in a RT otw to a bag
Pope hit my phone and he said that it's on just give em 30 mins he in Pratt with the gas

You moving to slow, you getting passed
Thinking i'm slipping, busssin yo ass
You cuffin that lil bit ain't it... stupid lil nigga i'm slutting her ass



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Writer(s): Terrance Hall
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