OD - Freestyle

popping these percs yea i'm tryna od,
hit up his block then hop in the stolie,
claim you my dawg but you talk to the police,
bitchez they fake, niggas they phoney,
never need shit, i stay on my lonely,
i'm on my grind for a buss down rollie,
up in the party i'm holding the 40.,
niggas talk shit but do not know me,
lefted handed but i'm not genobli,
free all my dawgs and free all my homies,
gg hold 20 and taurus hold 40,
fuck on his bitch, but that's not my shordy,
keeping a stick, just like a goalie,
bullets gon swish scoring like kobe,
siping on purp yea that codeine
first name glock, last name 40
never got sleep i've been up since morning
whippin up dope, sorry that porridge
trap to trap yea im touring
bad bitch yea she's foreign
beef don't stop, bullets stay pourin
hit up his block, then hop in a foreign
big ol' bands i can't even fold it
bullets flying yea they soarin
block to block yea im tourin
if he want wants you know that ill score it
yea these bitches they so boring
yea they dess they just be whoring
yea they dess they just be boring
hit up his block yea im touring, yea im touring.
if he want problems you know that I am with that
run him down head tap split him like a KitKat
then I split him like a KitKat
Ahh like a kit kat, my niggas get that,
yea we get that, ahh
Young dogs on the block yea we just grinding
all my niggas yea we put time in
we tryna be like diamonds
yea we just tryna be shinin
yea we just try try,
yea we just try tryin
yea my niggas tryin
run up on me bullets start flying
yeah you niggas the dying
yea your niggas they dying
and my niggas yea we shinin
we up on the top and we ridin
my niggas yea we gonna ride out
my niggas we gonna bring 9's out
yea we bring them nines out.
Ah, Ah, niggas just talking, but my niggas
yea we get it poppin
yea we get poppin, if he want problems
then he is my target (3x)
Mmm mmm, Mhmm.



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Writer(s): Yb Castro
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