Already Found You
(Lalala)
(Why you hiding from me, boy?)
(Lalala)
(I already found you)
(Lalala)
(You don't gotta hide from me boy)
(Lalala)
You don't gotta hide (Bitch, bitch)
Bitch, you're not that guy (What? Damn)
Yeah, yeah
Seen you at Costco
You were getting groceries with your family, yeah
See, I could've murked you right then and there (Boom, boom)
Turn you to a square
Bitch, we ain't playin' fair now (Naw, naw)
Got a Glock with a hundred rounds
Bet you askin' how, bitch
Robbed it off your homie
I know he was fourteen (Boom, boom)
One day, you will realize when you wake up, I ain't give a fuck
You said you gon' kill me first
Bitch, good luck
Bitch, I'm keeping it a buck
Boy, you better duck (Ba, ba, what?)
I'ma fucking murder you
I'ma take your soul from you (Yeah)
Joe Gardner (Joe)
Joe Gardner (Joe)
I'ma sell you to the devil
Let you leak out, Red Bull
Leave you unconscious, bitch
Lace his ass, fentanyl
Break you down like legos
I said hell, he went to go
Party with the devil
Six, six, six, six, six, six, six, bitch
Six bitches went extinct 'cause of me (Boom, boom, ba, baow)
Bitch, I'ma cashout like I'm Edogg (Yeah, yeah)
Tell them bitches, if they ain't with us then we gon' bag out
Put them in body bags (Put a bag over head)
Put them in body bags (Put a bag over head)
She my daughter, you my son
She my daughter, you my son (Lalala)
Put them in body bags (Put a bag over head)
Put them in body bags (Put a bag over head)
She my daughter, you my son
She my daughter, you my son (Lalala)
You don't gotta hide (Bitch, bitch)
Bitch, you're not that guy (What? Damn)
Yeah, yeah
Seen you at Costco
You were getting groceries with your family, yeah
See, I could've murked you right then and there (Boom, boom)
Turn you to a square
Bitch, we ain't playin' fair now (Naw, naw)
Got a Glock with a hundred rounds
Bet you askin' how, bitch
Robbed it off your homie
I know he was fourteen (Boom, boom)
One day, you will realize when you wake up, I ain't give a fuck
You said you gon' kill me first
Bitch, good luck
Bitch, I'm keeping it a buck
Boy, you better duck (Ba, ba, what?)
I'ma fucking murder you
I'ma take your soul from you (Yeah)
Bitch, it's gettin' nasty now (Naw, naw)
Yeah, in the music industry
Sellin' dope, sellin' T's
Ballin' hard, I won't stop, even when I'm seventy
I'm a old man, mentally (I'm grown as hell)
I got hella racks on me
I got hella dykes, yeah, they scissor but they still like me
Yeah, yeah, this is just the beginning
This is just the origin
OTM, we goin' up
Goin' up so fast in this bitch, I feel like throwin' up
Beat that boy up by myself
He thought it was two of us (Beat his ass so badly)
(Like I was with Cameron)
(Why you hiding from me, boy?)
(Lalala)
(You don't gotta hide from me boy)
(Lalala)
(Why you hiding from me, boy?)
(Lalala)
(I already found you)
(Lalala)
(You don't gotta hide from me boy)
(Lalala)
You don't gotta hide (Bitch, bitch)
Bitch, you're not that guy (What? Damn)
Yeah, yeah
Seen you at Costco
You were getting groceries with your family, yeah
See, I could've murked you right then and there (Boom, boom)
Turn you to a square
Bitch, we ain't playin' fair now (Naw, naw)
Got a Glock with a hundred rounds
Bet you askin' how, bitch
Robbed it off your homie
I know he was fourteen (Boom, boom)
One day, you will realize when you wake up, I ain't give a fuck
You said you gon' kill me first
Bitch, good luck
Bitch, I'm keeping it a buck
Boy, you better duck (Ba, ba, what?)
I'ma fucking murder you
I'ma take your soul from you (Yeah)
Joe Gardner (Joe)
Joe Gardner (Joe)
I'ma sell you to the devil
Let you leak out, Red Bull
Leave you unconscious, bitch
Lace his ass, fentanyl
Break you down like legos
I said hell, he went to go
Party with the devil
Six, six, six, six, six, six, six, bitch
Six bitches went extinct 'cause of me (Boom, boom, ba, baow)
Bitch, I'ma cashout like I'm Edogg (Yeah, yeah)
Tell them bitches, if they ain't with us then we gon' bag out
Put them in body bags (Put a bag over head)
Put them in body bags (Put a bag over head)
She my daughter, you my son
She my daughter, you my son (Lalala)
Put them in body bags (Put a bag over head)
Put them in body bags (Put a bag over head)
She my daughter, you my son
She my daughter, you my son (Lalala)
You don't gotta hide (Bitch, bitch)
Bitch, you're not that guy (What? Damn)
Yeah, yeah
Seen you at Costco
You were getting groceries with your family, yeah
See, I could've murked you right then and there (Boom, boom)
Turn you to a square
Bitch, we ain't playin' fair now (Naw, naw)
Got a Glock with a hundred rounds
Bet you askin' how, bitch
Robbed it off your homie
I know he was fourteen (Boom, boom)
One day, you will realize when you wake up, I ain't give a fuck
You said you gon' kill me first
Bitch, good luck
Bitch, I'm keeping it a buck
Boy, you better duck (Ba, ba, what?)
I'ma fucking murder you
I'ma take your soul from you (Yeah)
Bitch, it's gettin' nasty now (Naw, naw)
Yeah, in the music industry
Sellin' dope, sellin' T's
Ballin' hard, I won't stop, even when I'm seventy
I'm a old man, mentally (I'm grown as hell)
I got hella racks on me
I got hella dykes, yeah, they scissor but they still like me
Yeah, yeah, this is just the beginning
This is just the origin
OTM, we goin' up
Goin' up so fast in this bitch, I feel like throwin' up
Beat that boy up by myself
He thought it was two of us (Beat his ass so badly)
(Like I was with Cameron)
(Why you hiding from me, boy?)
(Lalala)
(You don't gotta hide from me boy)
(Lalala)
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