Osama! (feat. 5Stars & 3Nvy)

We drive foreign cars
We gon' take it far
Feel like Larry in this bitch yeah I'm just living large
I pour 4's in all my Fanta I feel like a star
I'm chillin' Envy and Stars
I chill with ya' bitch tomorrow
Blow up that bitch like Osama
I might just have to go and fuck ya' mama
C.O.B no we ain't really with drama
I pour a 4 in the sprite yeah I gotta
I up my Tec, not seeing tomorrow
I shot his bitch and now he in his sorrow
Ain't pay me back, now yo' life I borrow
And you gon' sink like you Leonardo

I'm getting dough, you know that I need it
And you want a feat, lil bro you can keep it
Shawty a stalker you know she be creeping
I don't really care 'cause she eating my semen
Hop on the beat and I spaz
Hop in the lamb' going back
Hop in the Tesla and jag
Just know that we chasin' a bag

A bag, huh
Forty on me, that's a fact
Run it I run like the flash
I keep that lil' 40 my lap
Huh, yeah, Huh
Ridin' round town bitch
Ridin' round town with my stick
I'm 'bout to let that bitch rip
Forty on me with the clip
I ride around with a semi
Shout out Abe and Envy
I'm running the city yeah
It fuck up my kidneys yeah
I know that you envy us
Oh you wanna feature bitch
Well you needa put a penny in it

I used to do free features
Well lil' bitch I'm taxing now
My niggas we smoke reefa
My niggas we cashin' out
I used to be nice guy on the block
Well bitch I'm assassin now
These niggas just cap it out
The fuck is you rappin' 'bout
My niggas never sleep, yeah we gonna ball
We gon' put it work
Get so high I feel like a bird
Opp niggas mad so they gonna lurk
We got straps gotta keep alert
And my niggas geekin' off a fuckin' perc
This the wave nigga and we gonna surf
Choppa hit niggas, really gonna hurt
Pockets so fat, think they stummy hurt

We drive foreign cars
We gon' take it far
Feel like Larry in this bitch yeah I'm just living large
I pour 4's in all my Fanta I feel like a star
I'm chillin' Envy and Stars
I chill with ya' bitch tomorrow
Blow up that bitch like Osama
I might just have to go and fuck ya' mama
C.O.B no we ain't really with drama
I pour a 4 in the sprite yeah I gotta
I up my Tec, not seeing tomorrow
I shot his bitch and now he in his sorrow
Ain't pay me back, now yo' life I borrow
And you gon' sink like you Leonardo



Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Stars
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