OKIO
At the top of the chain I can't fuck wit no drama
Side hoes on my left there ain't no baby mama
Raw papers rolling blue marijuana
Scared that lil bitch she ain't see all this trauma
No friction let a muhfucka slide
Came searching he ain't like what he find
Ran straight for the cops they complied
Found the drugs even then I denied
Had to gun em down took away his potential
Got me a glock but that 9 ain't a rental
Graphic fetti money grow exponential
I ride with a pole for my life it's essential
Pull up with a stick and he to late
Old heads get the fuck out the way this the new wave
Got bitches out there there's a few saved
Shot me some movies 10 deep no blu ray
Charmin lil snitches soft beef got it squashed
They shining them fake hunnids fuck a cost
Cookin' a 40 that heater stay hot
Hoes talk like they innit them muhfuckas washed
Flashin his dough but he ain't here to stay
Couple hunnids couple racks for the day
Proud of my heater she out on display
I payed out the citrus we smoke minute made
Goin 10 for 10 never caught me
Tom Cruise wit a choppa we sprayed off the Tommy's
Shot in the hotel on the lobby
Go on a hunt but they ain't found the body
All on my own I can't handout a favor
Smokin on gas bitch I'm high off the vapor
Round and a half taste the flavor empty the tracer
Soften the clip so that rat need a prayer
Side hoes on my left there ain't no baby mama
Raw papers rolling blue marijuana
Scared that lil bitch she ain't see all this trauma
No friction let a muhfucka slide
Came searching he ain't like what he find
Ran straight for the cops they complied
Found the drugs even then I denied
Had to gun em down took away his potential
Got me a glock but that 9 ain't a rental
Graphic fetti money grow exponential
I ride with a pole for my life it's essential
Pull up with a stick and he to late
Old heads get the fuck out the way this the new wave
Got bitches out there there's a few saved
Shot me some movies 10 deep no blu ray
Charmin lil snitches soft beef got it squashed
They shining them fake hunnids fuck a cost
Cookin' a 40 that heater stay hot
Hoes talk like they innit them muhfuckas washed
Flashin his dough but he ain't here to stay
Couple hunnids couple racks for the day
Proud of my heater she out on display
I payed out the citrus we smoke minute made
Goin 10 for 10 never caught me
Tom Cruise wit a choppa we sprayed off the Tommy's
Shot in the hotel on the lobby
Go on a hunt but they ain't found the body
All on my own I can't handout a favor
Smokin on gas bitch I'm high off the vapor
Round and a half taste the flavor empty the tracer
Soften the clip so that rat need a prayer
Credits
Writer(s): Chet Blakey
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