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Yo yo oh shit
OT da Org
My nigga went crazy like
My boys a whole gangsta
When I come to the spot you know
You better show some love for me
Ion want talk about it
Better show me something
Heard they got the drop
It got my little broddie bugging
If it ain't OT da Org
Yea you know we screaming fuck it
When I come to the spot you know
You better show some love for me
Ion want talk about it
Better show me something
Heard they got the drop
It got my little broddie bugging
If it ain't OT da Org
Yea you know we screaming fuck it
Please don't ever cross me for the bucks
I caught that boy
And molly wop his top
My youngin caught em
Make em do the perk and molly walk
Like Tony Montana on the balcony
We made his body bounce
That's hella hella rounds
Huugh
These days I'm exhausted
From fuck niggas trynna cross me
Pussy you's a deva
Who the fuck you think you bossing
That sucka must be lost
Boy come here beg your pardon
Before we get it started
We up one up your offense
I'm sick of hearing them speak
They know that shit was weak
I told your mans
To show some love and respect
That all we needed
Them sideline niggas
Started getting smart and acting greedy
Oh you thought that shit was neat
That's why I'm keeping it G
When I come to the spot you know
You better show some love for me
Ion want talk about it
Better show me something
Heard they got the drop
It got my little broddie bugging
If it ain't OT da Org
Yea you know we screaming fuck it
When I come to the spot you know
You better show some love for me
Ion want talk about it
Better show me something
Heard they got the drop
It got my little broddie bugging
If it ain't OT da Org
Yea you know we screaming fuck it
They say I'm bugging for no reason
Little broddie just turnt to a demon
All the fuck shit yea I peeped it
Ion fuck with them niggas they fenning
You hundred percent of nothing niggas
Feel free to keep that your secret
I'm adding up the digits
I go ahead and pivot
I'm balling keeping it legit
I spint em like that fidget
Go ahead get in your feelings
Go ahead you can tell it
And I'm cut it off
Like the jail call out of minutes
Oh yea yea it's finish
Oh yea yea you finish
OT da Org
My nigga went crazy like
My boys a whole gangsta
When I come to the spot you know
You better show some love for me
Ion want talk about it
Better show me something
Heard they got the drop
It got my little broddie bugging
If it ain't OT da Org
Yea you know we screaming fuck it
When I come to the spot you know
You better show some love for me
Ion want talk about it
Better show me something
Heard they got the drop
It got my little broddie bugging
If it ain't OT da Org
Yea you know we screaming fuck it
Please don't ever cross me for the bucks
I caught that boy
And molly wop his top
My youngin caught em
Make em do the perk and molly walk
Like Tony Montana on the balcony
We made his body bounce
That's hella hella rounds
Huugh
These days I'm exhausted
From fuck niggas trynna cross me
Pussy you's a deva
Who the fuck you think you bossing
That sucka must be lost
Boy come here beg your pardon
Before we get it started
We up one up your offense
I'm sick of hearing them speak
They know that shit was weak
I told your mans
To show some love and respect
That all we needed
Them sideline niggas
Started getting smart and acting greedy
Oh you thought that shit was neat
That's why I'm keeping it G
When I come to the spot you know
You better show some love for me
Ion want talk about it
Better show me something
Heard they got the drop
It got my little broddie bugging
If it ain't OT da Org
Yea you know we screaming fuck it
When I come to the spot you know
You better show some love for me
Ion want talk about it
Better show me something
Heard they got the drop
It got my little broddie bugging
If it ain't OT da Org
Yea you know we screaming fuck it
They say I'm bugging for no reason
Little broddie just turnt to a demon
All the fuck shit yea I peeped it
Ion fuck with them niggas they fenning
You hundred percent of nothing niggas
Feel free to keep that your secret
I'm adding up the digits
I go ahead and pivot
I'm balling keeping it legit
I spint em like that fidget
Go ahead get in your feelings
Go ahead you can tell it
And I'm cut it off
Like the jail call out of minutes
Oh yea yea it's finish
Oh yea yea you finish
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