Uh Oh!
Bitch I'm from the double O, bitch I'm from the CLE
I'm tryna get a GLE, I only got my GED
Bitch annoy me DND, my flow so cold it freeze the streets
This is not no industry, this underground is what you see
Uh, oh, gunning for the crown and you gonna get stole
Rolling down the E way, one eye closed
If it's up to me, imma get it how it go
Uh, oh, I don't give a fuck about you silly ass hoes
Imma count the racks up, ceiling to the floor
If it's up to me, imma get it how it go
Uh, oh
Build up the pressure
My heart beating faster
I'm feeling a mile away
From earth and the clouds
Come with me don't make a sound
Burying bodies all over the town
Chopping shit down, uh
Chopping you down if you frown, uh
All you pussies some clowns, uh
One after one, you will step to the edge of the plank
And just drown
Walk to the plank while I'm smoking on dank, just another day
Imma rock out with my brothers, I can't have it any other way
We be countin' paper every minute, every second, of the fucking day
We be out hella late just to make a fucking play
Uh, oh, gunning for the crown and you gonna get stole
Rolling down the E way, one eye closed
If it's up to me, imma get it how it go
Uh, oh, I don't give a fuck about you silly ass hoes
Imma count the racks up, ceiling to the floor
If it's up to me, imma get it how it go
Uh, oh
I'm tryna get a GLE, I only got my GED
Bitch annoy me DND, my flow so cold it freeze the streets
This is not no industry, this underground is what you see
Uh, oh, gunning for the crown and you gonna get stole
Rolling down the E way, one eye closed
If it's up to me, imma get it how it go
Uh, oh, I don't give a fuck about you silly ass hoes
Imma count the racks up, ceiling to the floor
If it's up to me, imma get it how it go
Uh, oh
Build up the pressure
My heart beating faster
I'm feeling a mile away
From earth and the clouds
Come with me don't make a sound
Burying bodies all over the town
Chopping shit down, uh
Chopping you down if you frown, uh
All you pussies some clowns, uh
One after one, you will step to the edge of the plank
And just drown
Walk to the plank while I'm smoking on dank, just another day
Imma rock out with my brothers, I can't have it any other way
We be countin' paper every minute, every second, of the fucking day
We be out hella late just to make a fucking play
Uh, oh, gunning for the crown and you gonna get stole
Rolling down the E way, one eye closed
If it's up to me, imma get it how it go
Uh, oh, I don't give a fuck about you silly ass hoes
Imma count the racks up, ceiling to the floor
If it's up to me, imma get it how it go
Uh, oh
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Writer(s): Milo Mccullough
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