Oof

(OOF)
Living in debt go get your lick back
Play made me 15 but I'm gonna give you 6 back
Hoe ass nigga imma stomp you to your chest flat
No ass nigga where my hug at get no text back

Knocked out his fro now this nigga got a baldy
Call hit my phone all a nigga heard was ballin'
(BALLIN)
Get on your grind why you stalling
If I don't make 10 in a day then I'm bawling
(BOOHOO)
Get off my phone if you ain't copping
Every time I talk shit flock not dropping
(SHIT)
Boy said he got no options
Go cop a (OOF) when you up it start flocking

If you get booked don't look at me
I don't give handouts for the sauce no this shit ain't free
Speed run they can't catch me
Even if they do no I cannot spill the beans
Even if they do imma get out by any means
Staying with your crew man you look like a bunch of fiends
(GEEZ)

Smoked out put down the blunt
How the fuck you supposed to make money smoked out the front
Stressing but I'm still gon make the money ways 1001
Fly but I hate the airport I'm not having fun
MVP to the game I'm the only one
And no I'm not the goat imma god I'm the holy one
Money everywhere so get you some
If you broke and ain't got no motion how you having fun

Remember slow better than no motion
Been cooking bins what's that smell is that slow roasting
Lil homies got you gassed up that's why you stay coasting
Put 'em in a pack roll it up then I start smoking

This shit block as fuck
Kick down your door when I pull up I'm not knocking bruh
Real grimey nigga fuck your bitch and I knock her up
On timing nigga what the fuck you gon do now
Better give up the bux or this (OOF) gon knock you down
Keep a slugger and I knock the ball out of bounds
Success ain't make me happy now I'm walking with a new frown

Bum with no breesh man you looking like a real bitch
Scheming on the net see me looking for a new glitch
Cash app ain't working then just hit me for the new tips
You say that's your man in hoe but she was out here doing dick
If they take me away it's bigger than music
I won't take my life lil nigga you stay losing
I had to make some money you stay broke that's what you choosing
(BITCH)

Ain't got no pape nigga that's your fault
Don't put money in the bank imma cop a vault
You still not safe with that safe you gon fucking fall
Once I get the drop I'm pulling up to cop it all
Get the fuck outta my way the (OOF) go through walls
And I make my own rules I don't do the law
Bitch look good better open jaw
When I was broke and didn't have no money that's my only flaw
Bitch nigga always acting funny he a pussy paw
Keep a strap but a nigga steady going raw
I'm on the pad facetime audio you wanna
Drop the phone right in the bag loc turning off
Yo bitch saw my swag she with a bum yeah you turned her off
Do you niggas need a map cause your looking lost
Do you niggas really wanna scrap better duck the sauce
Top floor and I'm punching out cause I'm the boss



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Writer(s): Peter Brown
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