HO

(murza got the glock hoe)
I keep the strap, ho
I chase the bag, ho
Glock on my lap, ho
Im fully back, ho (yeah)
I keep the strap ho (boom)
I chase the bag, ho (boom)
Glock on my lap, ho (hoe)
Im fully back, ho (hoe)

No hope, I was broke
Did it dirty, no soap (no soap)
I was gonna write a suicide note (nah)
But now I kill 'em, make 'em suicide notes (bah)
Woah, bro
Arman with the flow (yeah)
I can't trust no more (yeah)
I can't wife no hoe (yeah)
Rollin' round through la in a tahoe (boom)
Bad bitch eat me up
She gon' swallow (boom)
O-t double s
That's the motto (boom)
Chillin' on the 5th
I see opps in whips (haaan)
Time to smoke 'em up
Put that boy in the air (rrrr)
I'm like "who's that creeping through my window" (huh)
He was working with the feds giving info
Pull up in a 'vette
Make that pussy wet
Thought that I was slippin' but I came with the tec
I ain't need the fevas
The don made a mess (huh)
Guarantee I lead
They gon' follow
Rollin' round through la in a tahoe (boom)
Bad bitch eat me up, she gon' swallow
O-t double s, that's the motto
Motto
I cannot fall in love with no freak ho (nah)
Take her to the casa, chillin' with the 'migos (migos)
I told cuz rallo, I think I got the cheat codes (cheat code)
Unload the clip, fuck around then we gon' reload

I keep the strap, ho
I chase the bag, ho
Glock on my lap, ho
Im fully back, ho
I keep the strap ho
I chase the bag, ho
Glock on my lap, ho
Im fully back, ho

Made in the cut
We know whats what
No if's and no buts
Never survived by luck
But always had a buck
Girl with a really bad attitude
She always made it suck
And when I got it in
Carried it all out with a truck
It's overload
Watch the beef we fighting over roads
Don't speak to cops
If you say you know the code
Protect women and family
If you say you know your role
Don't speak on the phones coz they hot
And we moving cold
Had to move and not lose
No decision
Can't choose
Make the call
Thats what a boss gona do
One in hand
Better then the chance of two's
So smooth I got it on auto cruise
Got hurt but theres no burise
That hand I played it
They're never gona make it
The love
They fake it
New whip got the face lift
New chick new bracelet
New fit they gona hate it
Took a shot and I made it
Smell the win like a fragrance

I keep the strap, ho
I chase the bag, ho
Glock on my lap, ho
Im fully back, ho
I keep the strap ho
I chase the bag, ho
Glock on my lap, ho
Im fully back, ho
Yeah
Slatt



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Writer(s): Rachit Patekar
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