Fanny Paxk

Oota
I gotta grip, keep one in my fanny pack
You a straight bitch, you could come get your granny back
Work for my shit, ain't no need to hand me that
Oota gang oota gang

I gotta grip, keep one in my fanny pack
You a straight bitch, you could come get your granny back
Work for my shit, ain't no need to hand me that
The flick of my wrist from the stick make me handicap
You a straight buster, I think that is evident
Perky's get flushed up, for my own benefit
I keep a gun tucked, making you decadent
Get stopped like a elephant, heaven we sending him

I'm on a full blown attack and then
Send out my henchmen you know they attacking him
Invite your bitch her neck stretch like giraffe and then
I cop a pack flip it back and then triple it
He jacking smoke, well that's till the missile hit
This ain't no joke, you get choked, its legitimate
Shoot from my coat, we tote the big 4's, its making you trip just a little bit
Talk of the town make y'all niggas want talk of it
I come around and y'all niggas get talkative
I sit him down cause that boy cannot walk amid
Started at 14 so niggas want talk of it
They should keep they mouth shut
Talk on my name but you don't want the outcome
I'm thinking how the fuck could someone doubt one
Cause I x out they name like my first name was Malcolm
Yeah Malcolm X
Cause I'm drilling do you like the sound of it
My wordplay homicide to the alphabet
When I get on the mic then I shall commence
When your bitch suck my dick she gone gag on it
Making movies in case ya'll imagine it
When it comes to your gangster your half of it
When it comes to my gangster don't challenge it
Cause you know that I walk with it
Body's start dropping then I get the chalk and then
Homies start flopping when drakes get to popping and
I think its best if ya'll niggas should stop with it gang
Y'all should just stop with the foolishness
The spark from the 30 be looking so luminous
I do them so dirty so that they face cluelessness
Grab your gas mask it's straight acid I'm spewing shit
Tap his head up like a key board
Smoking straight pressure like we near the sea floor
Only cop bitches that toxic and freak whores
She getting bitch smacked if I feel her teeth more
She sucking me up I got no soul
My stick hold grudges so I call it cold pole
I know some niggas who never gone fold though
Keep dragging my name like a whale ya'll get blow holes

I gotta grip, keep one in my fanny pack
You a straight bitch, you could come get your granny back
Work for my shit, ain't no need to hand me that
The flick of my wrist from the stick make me handicap
You a straight buster, I think that is evident
Perky's get flushed up, for my own benefit
I keep a gun tucked, making you decadent
Get stopped like a elephant, heaven we sending him

Glah Glah Glah
You hear my name on that fucking sound
Got a big knock nigga don't play around
If we catch a opp no we don't make a sound
With a black flag spinning with a black mask
Y'all niggas be talking bout bussing the matta
Slide on your block do the cha cha
Gang last opp I caught
That nigga is pussy that nigga was running bachata gang
My niggas really gon' drill at you
40's gon' get at you
Niggas gon' hit at you
And I hop on the beat
You know I'm Sixxo the demon I make shit look critical
With the hats and the makks
Run up on you, you could really get clapped
Spin on my sides and you won't make it back
I stay up in Howard you know where I'm at gang gang

You know where I'm at
Round of applause with the 40 it clap
Niggas biting like jaws with my flow want it back
No Santa Clause opps chatting they got gift of gab
Politicking you know that I'm tired of it
I got the drip and your bitch she keep eyeing it
She throw a fit for a fit I ain't buying it
Your mans can get hit at his hip he keep trying it
Keep trying me
And these niggas is dying we slanging that iron
Get chopped no cheese
And I can't walk without the piece
Got no love for no thotty that bitch could get on her knees
Too much bread so I carry two wallets
Smoking your dead man's I swear that's the chronic
Told that bitch that imma be honest
Imma oota and real oota's where bonnets

I gotta grip, keep one in my fanny pack
You a straight bitch, you could come get your granny back
Work for my shit, ain't no need to hand me that
The flick of my wrist from the stick make me handicap
You a straight buster, I think that is evident
Perky's get flushed up, for my own benefit
I keep a gun tucked, making you decadent
Get stopped like a elephant, heaven we sending him

You know where I'm at
Niggas is pussy y'all know where I'm at like
And ya'll know where I'm at
40's gone get at you
Hop out and beam your shit critical
You know where I'm at
Round of applause with my flow want it back
Niggas biting like jaws with my flow want it back
No Santa Clause opps chatting they got gift of gab



Credits
Writer(s): Oota Geppetto
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