Hella model bitches dms looking like a beauty pageant
Everybody round me got some money boy they truly stacking
Got the gun from quanny so you know that this the newest weapon
If I ain't in some under armour you can catch me nike dressing
Mmm or maybe I'm amiri wearing
My white boy he don't play that shit you f*ck around get blamed for staring
This dumbass bitch done leaked there ssn im finna scam her parents
Im finna get the head then disappear so why she talking marriage
I had her on my dick before I even put my dick into her
Messy room rich lifestyle designer on the floor
I made my first thousand and I got the urge to make some more
Scored a touchdown in baltimore like nelson agholor
Im at a steakhouse he at Wendy's asking for a 4 for 4
I just did my one dance she told me go and close the door
World on my back bitch I feel like I can shoulder more
Boy you like itachi you would snake ya mans with no remorse
You the type to snake yo own mans out itachi
Ima take ya bitch out to dinner hibachi
I been in the crib only winners surround me
Why he tryna keep up wit us he drowning
HA
Seven figure ghost while im killing shit like tommy
Got a bag on his head while I'm looking for the bounty
Im charge up like iron man like robert downey
Ima chase for that sack like jadaveon clowney
How he fumble that ball like kadarius tooney
Think it's toney
Why that girl keep tryn talk to me
That bitch to phoney
Call that nigga the simpsons
Hit em and his homie
Ask my self where my bread go
Ima keep on blowing
Why lil zo my only competition we go toe for toe
Choppa bullets spin yo ass around like a rodeo
I been in dallas slanging rock tony romeo
Why that boy been posting on that gram that shit all for show
Hit em in his leg now he singing
Ah ah ah
He still up in school talking shit send em sky high
I stay with a goth bad bitch like monster high
Choppa bullets shut his f*cking lips since he feeling shy
Tryna take my swag think you hip bitch u finna die
Nigga hear this shit drop a tear oh he finna cry
Im flash them bands in ya face like a damn pie
Military stick serve the base oh you damn right
F*cking on this bitch ima skate she get half pipe
I got futuristic guns nigga think it's half life
I got shit for sale come cop this shit half off
Niggas still up on my damn dick got me pissed off
Bitch want me get her a ring like she chris paul
Chop bullet take of his head now that boy bald
Fe fi fo nigga my money stay tall
F*ck who in the stands nigga on god I'm gone ball
YooDion - OTIS (feat. SevenFigureZo) Lyrics
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Hella model bitches dms looking like a beauty pageant
Everybody round me got some money boy they truly stacking
Got the gun from quanny so you know that this the newest weapon
If I ain't in some under armour you can catch me nike dressing
Mmm or maybe I'm amiri wearing
My white boy he don't play that shit you f*ck around get blamed for staring
This dumbass bitch done leaked there ssn im finna scam her parents
Im finna get the head then disappear so why she talking marriage
I had her on my dick before I even put my dick into her
Messy room rich lifestyle designer on the floor
I made my first thousand and I got the urge to make some more
Scored a touchdown in baltimore like nelson agholor
Im at a steakhouse he at Wendy's asking for a 4 for 4
I just did my one dance she told me go and close the door
World on my back bitch I feel like I can shoulder more
Boy you like itachi you would snake ya mans with no remorse
You the type to snake yo own mans out itachi
Ima take ya bitch out to dinner hibachi
I been in the crib only winners surround me
Why he tryna keep up wit us he drowning
HA
Seven figure ghost while im killing shit like tommy
Got a bag on his head while I'm looking for the bounty
Im charge up like iron man like robert downey
Ima chase for that sack like jadaveon clowney
How he fumble that ball like kadarius tooney
Think it's toney
Why that girl keep tryn talk to me
That bitch to phoney
Call that nigga the simpsons
Hit em and his homie
Ask my self where my bread go
Ima keep on blowing
Why lil zo my only competition we go toe for toe
Choppa bullets spin yo ass around like a rodeo
I been in dallas slanging rock tony romeo
Why that boy been posting on that gram that shit all for show
Hit em in his leg now he singing
Ah ah ah
He still up in school talking shit send em sky high
I stay with a goth bad bitch like monster high
Choppa bullets shut his f*cking lips since he feeling shy
Tryna take my swag think you hip bitch u finna die
Nigga hear this shit drop a tear oh he finna cry
Im flash them bands in ya face like a damn pie
Military stick serve the base oh you damn right
F*cking on this bitch ima skate she get half pipe
I got futuristic guns nigga think it's half life
I got shit for sale come cop this shit half off
Niggas still up on my damn dick got me pissed off
Bitch want me get her a ring like she chris paul
Chop bullet take of his head now that boy bald
Fe fi fo nigga my money stay tall
F*ck who in the stands nigga on god I'm gone ball
Everybody round me got some money boy they truly stacking
Got the gun from quanny so you know that this the newest weapon
If I ain't in some under armour you can catch me nike dressing
Mmm or maybe I'm amiri wearing
My white boy he don't play that shit you f*ck around get blamed for staring
This dumbass bitch done leaked there ssn im finna scam her parents
Im finna get the head then disappear so why she talking marriage
I had her on my dick before I even put my dick into her
Messy room rich lifestyle designer on the floor
I made my first thousand and I got the urge to make some more
Scored a touchdown in baltimore like nelson agholor
Im at a steakhouse he at Wendy's asking for a 4 for 4
I just did my one dance she told me go and close the door
World on my back bitch I feel like I can shoulder more
Boy you like itachi you would snake ya mans with no remorse
You the type to snake yo own mans out itachi
Ima take ya bitch out to dinner hibachi
I been in the crib only winners surround me
Why he tryna keep up wit us he drowning
HA
Seven figure ghost while im killing shit like tommy
Got a bag on his head while I'm looking for the bounty
Im charge up like iron man like robert downey
Ima chase for that sack like jadaveon clowney
How he fumble that ball like kadarius tooney
Think it's toney
Why that girl keep tryn talk to me
That bitch to phoney
Call that nigga the simpsons
Hit em and his homie
Ask my self where my bread go
Ima keep on blowing
Why lil zo my only competition we go toe for toe
Choppa bullets spin yo ass around like a rodeo
I been in dallas slanging rock tony romeo
Why that boy been posting on that gram that shit all for show
Hit em in his leg now he singing
Ah ah ah
He still up in school talking shit send em sky high
I stay with a goth bad bitch like monster high
Choppa bullets shut his f*cking lips since he feeling shy
Tryna take my swag think you hip bitch u finna die
Nigga hear this shit drop a tear oh he finna cry
Im flash them bands in ya face like a damn pie
Military stick serve the base oh you damn right
F*cking on this bitch ima skate she get half pipe
I got futuristic guns nigga think it's half life
I got shit for sale come cop this shit half off
Niggas still up on my damn dick got me pissed off
Bitch want me get her a ring like she chris paul
Chop bullet take of his head now that boy bald
Fe fi fo nigga my money stay tall
F*ck who in the stands nigga on god I'm gone ball
Writer: Dion Davis
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid