"Papi show them how the O's do it"
Ayy, I'm sick of tired of fake love, they told me I wasn't gon' make it pro
Won't succeed, like bitch please, you better not get me in my zone
Shit so light, never cap in my rap, that's for the hoes
Red inside, outside white, chain hit different, just look at the glow
Know it's my turn, I'm gettin' this money, I'm goin' all in, now the diamonds like, whoa
Goin' so dummy on all of these records, we might as well drop it and go up the score
All of this talkin' and niggas be doin' is goofy, clown niggas is a joke
I ain't gotta do nothin', I stay out the way, if I want them, they gone, leave it to the pros
Ayy, I'd rather die before I bow down to you fake niggas, it's makin' me sick
Duck for a minute, running up the digits, seeing my worth, I'm out the mix
So many unreleased in this vault, once we drop, you see I don't miss
Wrote this shit in sub six minutes, shit is so easy, I hate to admit
Flood told me stay on my grind, kill everyone right in my way, can't let go of the pedal
Really go crazy when I hear these beats, I'm finna spazz on every level
I can go make it in two different ways, so the diamonds hit, like, look at the bezel
Why would I trip off a lil' nigga who always hatin' on my schedule
The plain white tee, the sweat Nike, the red bottoms on like I stomped out the devil
The braids on me, the nice white teeth, I'm shootin' hole in ones while we at Pebble
I stay lowkey, they hate on me, if it was a sport, I'd give you the medal
They preyed on me to see me bleed, but don't worry, cause I've been his vessel
Ayy, I'm sick of tired of fake love, they told me I wasn't gon' make it pro
Won't succeed, like, bitch, please, you better not get me in my zone
Shit so light, never cap in my rap, that's for the hoes
Red inside, outside white, chain hit different, just look at the glow
Know it's my turn, I'm gettin' this money, I'm goin' all in, now the diamonds like, whoa
Goin' so dummy on all of these records, we might as well drop it and go up the score
All of this talkin' and niggas be doin' is goofy, clown niggas is a joke
I ain't gotta do nothin', I stay out the way, if I want them, they gone, leave it to the pros
Yeah, shit is so amazing, tryna plan me a trip out to Copenhagen
Nigga, roll up the wood and you know we face it
Always been workin' aint no complainin',
Diamonds all different color, no segregation, CLS a V8 , so who wanna race it,
Nigga shot after shot, I don't need to chase it
Shot after shot, like I'm Kobe, say you the one, nigga, show me
Oh, you wanna see me go nuke huh? Well, let me go show you the old me
Gas station run, sippin' the 40, Bumpin' R&B, only the oldies
Give you buckets, like here nigga hold these, Bitch, I'm him why you think you can hold me
Winning rings, now I'm stackin' the trophies,
Muscle up, steady eatin' my protein
Drop the top and we whippin' it slowly,
Lonely right at the top, but it's cozy
Wifey is sittin' on bands, yeah, and she posin
You niggas can't beat me or clone me,
Bitch, I been one-on-one, can't control me, yeah
"Damn Papi let them breathe"
Kobeahshii - sub 6 min Lyrics
Kobeahshii - sub 6 min Lyrics
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"Papi show them how the O's do it"
Ayy, I'm sick of tired of fake love, they told me I wasn't gon' make it pro
Won't succeed, like bitch please, you better not get me in my zone
Shit so light, never cap in my rap, that's for the hoes
Red inside, outside white, chain hit different, just look at the glow
Know it's my turn, I'm gettin' this money, I'm goin' all in, now the diamonds like, whoa
Goin' so dummy on all of these records, we might as well drop it and go up the score
All of this talkin' and niggas be doin' is goofy, clown niggas is a joke
I ain't gotta do nothin', I stay out the way, if I want them, they gone, leave it to the pros
Ayy, I'd rather die before I bow down to you fake niggas, it's makin' me sick
Duck for a minute, running up the digits, seeing my worth, I'm out the mix
So many unreleased in this vault, once we drop, you see I don't miss
Wrote this shit in sub six minutes, shit is so easy, I hate to admit
Flood told me stay on my grind, kill everyone right in my way, can't let go of the pedal
Really go crazy when I hear these beats, I'm finna spazz on every level
I can go make it in two different ways, so the diamonds hit, like, look at the bezel
Why would I trip off a lil' nigga who always hatin' on my schedule
The plain white tee, the sweat Nike, the red bottoms on like I stomped out the devil
The braids on me, the nice white teeth, I'm shootin' hole in ones while we at Pebble
I stay lowkey, they hate on me, if it was a sport, I'd give you the medal
They preyed on me to see me bleed, but don't worry, cause I've been his vessel
Ayy, I'm sick of tired of fake love, they told me I wasn't gon' make it pro
Won't succeed, like, bitch, please, you better not get me in my zone
Shit so light, never cap in my rap, that's for the hoes
Red inside, outside white, chain hit different, just look at the glow
Know it's my turn, I'm gettin' this money, I'm goin' all in, now the diamonds like, whoa
Goin' so dummy on all of these records, we might as well drop it and go up the score
All of this talkin' and niggas be doin' is goofy, clown niggas is a joke
I ain't gotta do nothin', I stay out the way, if I want them, they gone, leave it to the pros
Yeah, shit is so amazing, tryna plan me a trip out to Copenhagen
Nigga, roll up the wood and you know we face it
Always been workin' aint no complainin',
Diamonds all different color, no segregation, CLS a V8 , so who wanna race it,
Nigga shot after shot, I don't need to chase it
Shot after shot, like I'm Kobe, say you the one, nigga, show me
Oh, you wanna see me go nuke huh? Well, let me go show you the old me
Gas station run, sippin' the 40, Bumpin' R&B, only the oldies
Give you buckets, like here nigga hold these, Bitch, I'm him why you think you can hold me
Winning rings, now I'm stackin' the trophies,
Muscle up, steady eatin' my protein
Drop the top and we whippin' it slowly,
Lonely right at the top, but it's cozy
Wifey is sittin' on bands, yeah, and she posin
You niggas can't beat me or clone me,
Bitch, I been one-on-one, can't control me, yeah
"Damn Papi let them breathe"
Ayy, I'm sick of tired of fake love, they told me I wasn't gon' make it pro
Won't succeed, like bitch please, you better not get me in my zone
Shit so light, never cap in my rap, that's for the hoes
Red inside, outside white, chain hit different, just look at the glow
Know it's my turn, I'm gettin' this money, I'm goin' all in, now the diamonds like, whoa
Goin' so dummy on all of these records, we might as well drop it and go up the score
All of this talkin' and niggas be doin' is goofy, clown niggas is a joke
I ain't gotta do nothin', I stay out the way, if I want them, they gone, leave it to the pros
Ayy, I'd rather die before I bow down to you fake niggas, it's makin' me sick
Duck for a minute, running up the digits, seeing my worth, I'm out the mix
So many unreleased in this vault, once we drop, you see I don't miss
Wrote this shit in sub six minutes, shit is so easy, I hate to admit
Flood told me stay on my grind, kill everyone right in my way, can't let go of the pedal
Really go crazy when I hear these beats, I'm finna spazz on every level
I can go make it in two different ways, so the diamonds hit, like, look at the bezel
Why would I trip off a lil' nigga who always hatin' on my schedule
The plain white tee, the sweat Nike, the red bottoms on like I stomped out the devil
The braids on me, the nice white teeth, I'm shootin' hole in ones while we at Pebble
I stay lowkey, they hate on me, if it was a sport, I'd give you the medal
They preyed on me to see me bleed, but don't worry, cause I've been his vessel
Ayy, I'm sick of tired of fake love, they told me I wasn't gon' make it pro
Won't succeed, like, bitch, please, you better not get me in my zone
Shit so light, never cap in my rap, that's for the hoes
Red inside, outside white, chain hit different, just look at the glow
Know it's my turn, I'm gettin' this money, I'm goin' all in, now the diamonds like, whoa
Goin' so dummy on all of these records, we might as well drop it and go up the score
All of this talkin' and niggas be doin' is goofy, clown niggas is a joke
I ain't gotta do nothin', I stay out the way, if I want them, they gone, leave it to the pros
Yeah, shit is so amazing, tryna plan me a trip out to Copenhagen
Nigga, roll up the wood and you know we face it
Always been workin' aint no complainin',
Diamonds all different color, no segregation, CLS a V8 , so who wanna race it,
Nigga shot after shot, I don't need to chase it
Shot after shot, like I'm Kobe, say you the one, nigga, show me
Oh, you wanna see me go nuke huh? Well, let me go show you the old me
Gas station run, sippin' the 40, Bumpin' R&B, only the oldies
Give you buckets, like here nigga hold these, Bitch, I'm him why you think you can hold me
Winning rings, now I'm stackin' the trophies,
Muscle up, steady eatin' my protein
Drop the top and we whippin' it slowly,
Lonely right at the top, but it's cozy
Wifey is sittin' on bands, yeah, and she posin
You niggas can't beat me or clone me,
Bitch, I been one-on-one, can't control me, yeah
"Damn Papi let them breathe"
Writer: Netti O., Kobe O.
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid