OTR
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ooh, ay, ooh, ay, ay, uh
I put a bag on my neck, I'm in the spot with the 'ooters, you know how
I step
I'm in the back in the wreck, been in the field too long, can't play the bench
New niggas ain't in tune, it been a while, I'm patient
Big sticks, sweep em up like a broom, boy, I was nothin' to play with
You know I'm heavy on the OTR, I ain't jackin' that, he sanctioned
I do a drum, dumpin' out the car, big body, how I'm bangin
He probably hatin' cause I'm with his broad, and I'ma only let the gang hit
He probably hatin' cause I'm with his broad, and I'ma only let the gang
Yo, yo, bigger jewelry on the set, move a cutie in a'Jects
Where the 40, make a movie with the Tech, Lil' Uzi better step
Yeah, they know me, only heard about the latest, movin' clippers and the blazers
More than risky, never slippin with the banger, they gon' kill you for the paper
Half a ticket on his head, feed the block, ladder clip, it could feed the opps
Lay low when you see the cops, U-turn, spin the block, MAG to the pavement
Money speak another language, you ain't really who you claiming
You only see me with the gang, bitch, on the set, I gotta hold it down
Keep a ski mask when we roam around, got a round when I roll around
Gotta hold your own until you hold The crown, Brooklyn, know the guys
Big boy, you know the vibes, rather see me in court right
Than yellow tape with the chalk, right
I put a bag on my neck, I'm in the spot with the 'ooters you know
How I step
I'm in the back of the wreck, been in the field too long, can't play the bench
Those niggas ain't in tune, it been a while, I'm patient
Big stick, sweep him up like a broom, boy, I was nothin' to play with
You know I'm heavy on the OTR, I ain't jackin' that he sanctioned
I do a drum dumping out the car
Big body, How I'm bangin
He probably hatin' cause I'm with his broad and I'ma only let the gang hit
He probably hatin' cause I'm with his broad and I'ma only let the gang in
Huh? Heard these suckas talkin' gun talk
I be spillin' that real shit, all my sluggas gon' drill quick
Broad day, they gon' peel wigs, no mask like fuck Corona
Get no love, bitch, I ain't bone ya, smoke my opps with some Indo
Nah, I ain't from California, we two up on that scoreboard
Make a nigga mama cry more and more like Big Papa
Kicking down your door, put the middle thing right between your jaws
Do or die, my life for yours, my gun off safety, it never pause
GMG, nigga, fuck the law, East York to the Carter
Shoppin' out in the harbor, yeah, I'm talkin' Miami
My young niggas got to swammy, and they all legitimate
Gave him 30 up front, cause next time he make the hit
Just in case he miss
'Nother slug on deck
Whole team in the field, and everybody catch wreck
I put a bag on my neck, I'm in the spot with the 'ooters
You know how I step, I'm in the back of the wreck
Been in the field too long, can't play the bench
Those niggas ain't in tune, been a while, I'm patient
Big sticks sweep him up like a broom, boy, I was nothin' to play with
You know I'm heavy on the OTR, I ain't jackin' that, he sanctioned
I do a drum, dumpin' out the car, big body, how I'm bangin
He probably hatin' cause I'm with his broad
And I'ma only let the gang hit
He probably hatin' cause I'm with his broad
And I'ma only let the gang
I put a bag on my neck, I'm in the spot with the 'ooters, you know how
I step
I'm in the back in the wreck, been in the field too long, can't play the bench
New niggas ain't in tune, it been a while, I'm patient
Big sticks, sweep em up like a broom, boy, I was nothin' to play with
You know I'm heavy on the OTR, I ain't jackin' that, he sanctioned
I do a drum, dumpin' out the car, big body, how I'm bangin
He probably hatin' cause I'm with his broad, and I'ma only let the gang hit
He probably hatin' cause I'm with his broad, and I'ma only let the gang
Yo, yo, bigger jewelry on the set, move a cutie in a'Jects
Where the 40, make a movie with the Tech, Lil' Uzi better step
Yeah, they know me, only heard about the latest, movin' clippers and the blazers
More than risky, never slippin with the banger, they gon' kill you for the paper
Half a ticket on his head, feed the block, ladder clip, it could feed the opps
Lay low when you see the cops, U-turn, spin the block, MAG to the pavement
Money speak another language, you ain't really who you claiming
You only see me with the gang, bitch, on the set, I gotta hold it down
Keep a ski mask when we roam around, got a round when I roll around
Gotta hold your own until you hold The crown, Brooklyn, know the guys
Big boy, you know the vibes, rather see me in court right
Than yellow tape with the chalk, right
I put a bag on my neck, I'm in the spot with the 'ooters you know
How I step
I'm in the back of the wreck, been in the field too long, can't play the bench
Those niggas ain't in tune, it been a while, I'm patient
Big stick, sweep him up like a broom, boy, I was nothin' to play with
You know I'm heavy on the OTR, I ain't jackin' that he sanctioned
I do a drum dumping out the car
Big body, How I'm bangin
He probably hatin' cause I'm with his broad and I'ma only let the gang hit
He probably hatin' cause I'm with his broad and I'ma only let the gang in
Huh? Heard these suckas talkin' gun talk
I be spillin' that real shit, all my sluggas gon' drill quick
Broad day, they gon' peel wigs, no mask like fuck Corona
Get no love, bitch, I ain't bone ya, smoke my opps with some Indo
Nah, I ain't from California, we two up on that scoreboard
Make a nigga mama cry more and more like Big Papa
Kicking down your door, put the middle thing right between your jaws
Do or die, my life for yours, my gun off safety, it never pause
GMG, nigga, fuck the law, East York to the Carter
Shoppin' out in the harbor, yeah, I'm talkin' Miami
My young niggas got to swammy, and they all legitimate
Gave him 30 up front, cause next time he make the hit
Just in case he miss
'Nother slug on deck
Whole team in the field, and everybody catch wreck
I put a bag on my neck, I'm in the spot with the 'ooters
You know how I step, I'm in the back of the wreck
Been in the field too long, can't play the bench
Those niggas ain't in tune, been a while, I'm patient
Big sticks sweep him up like a broom, boy, I was nothin' to play with
You know I'm heavy on the OTR, I ain't jackin' that, he sanctioned
I do a drum, dumpin' out the car, big body, how I'm bangin
He probably hatin' cause I'm with his broad
And I'ma only let the gang hit
He probably hatin' cause I'm with his broad
And I'ma only let the gang
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Writer(s): Ernesto Cortes
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