O.T.B.s

Grand Theft Auto
On these bitches
Sleepy Hollow
On these bitches
Stun like a model
They in stitches

Call me goofy like I'm a goober
Not a groupie so call that Uber
And I lift, whipping in da Lyft
Trapping up like theft, nigga make a left

I'm the Professor
Nuttin' lessor
Oh, you sweatin'?
Well I'm the desert
Got a sweet tooth?
I'll be your dessert
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Grand Theft Auto
On these bitches
It's my motto
On these bitches
Sleepy Hollow
On these bitches
Dead in a grotto
On these bitches

I'ma Barb so call me Dolly
Praising Gods and I'm the Llama
Hoes be triflin' for some drama
And they frontin' hot gal summer
But they call you like they mama

So you keep it on one hundred
And you tell em' what they facing
They be losing, they be tracing
While I'm out here outer spacing
And he blushin', his heart racing
It's my aura that she chasing

And it's really kind of funny
How you used to like my honey
Now you follow just for money
And I'm shinning like it's sunny
Got yo nigga turn to putty
Now yo vision getting muddy
While my eyes is twenty twenty
The scene is Child's Play and I'm the Buddi
Got ya screaming like it's bloody

Grand Theft Auto
On these bitches
It's my motto
On these bitches
Sleepy Hollow
On these bitches
Dead in a grotto
On these bitches
Stun like a model
They in stitches

Grand Theft Auto
On these bitches
It's my motto
On these bitches
Sleepy Hollow
On these bitches
Dead in a grotto
On these bitches
Stun like a model
They in stitches

Groovy cause I put the feeling in
Make em tap out when they giving in
Groovy soul so alien
Make you watch close like Ben 10
I've been dealing with these hoes
Feeling like my bro's turning into foes
I ain't bout to let them know
A brother be a hater, sounding like a woe
Grand theft auto, on these bitches you taking my time and I'm taking yo soul
Level up on you bitches, y'all seeing the height but never the growth
I've been shinin', see the glow
Call me Danny, going ghost
I be active, do the most, never see me make a post
Getting bread with the toast
I ain't thinking bout the past
Chase the money, hit the gas
Never chasing after ass, roll the wood, smoke the grass
Kill the pussy, then I dash
Making moves like the flash, making sure they don't clash
Too hot, turn to ash, come around The Deity, all wigs get snatched

Grand Theft Auto
On these bitches
It's my motto
On these bitches
Sleepy Hollow
On these bitches
Dead in a grotto
On these bitches
Stun like a model
They in stitches

On these bitches
Run my check
Just like my boot be on they neck
These bum ass bitches get in line
Betta yet, betta bet, let a bitch get decked
Ya you better get in check
Before you swerve
And then I serve
Go ahead and choke on these hors d'oeuvres

Grand Theft Auto
On these bitches
It's my motto
On these bitches
Sleepy Hollow
On these bitches
Dead in a grotto
On these bitches
Stun like a model
They in stitches



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Writer(s): Michaela Moore
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