Otf

Uh yeah yeah yeah
Uh yeah yeah yeah
Uh Bigga fucking loc
Watch ya hoe bitch

Uh
I ain't have to do much I came in clutch
I'm moving with the stick
Niggas speak to much no sneak wassup
I walk up in this bitch
Money never get too much
Chain heavy walk with a hunch
Daytime head I call it brunch
Bitch with me she got a strut
My nigga been waiting for trial for two
But it feel like seven
You know what to do
Tell by my crew that we don't speak to reverends
Moving demon
Shoot for less reasons
I'm Barley speaking
Nigga Lou is train to shoot
Head shot make the body weaken
Uh
Trizzy switch the glizzy
No siti keep it up
Fucking twin sissys
They get busy wipe it clean it up
Never move sloppy sometimes wocky drop purp in my cup
And I got my strap with my strap you know I get em tuck
Like they going to bed and shit
Funny they both wetting shit
Act too live ain't deading shit
I don't know how they still talking while they mans still dead and shit
Stamina with the bitch love it when she gives it spits
Love to roll opps in a spliff
Since I lost my daddy I ain't happy don't care blicking shit
Better not take mine cuz I'll take four
Still looking for that bitch
And I up the glock when I flock I ain't missing shit
Not accessible snitches not acceptable call it quits bitch



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Writer(s): Bianca Andrade
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