Western Flows (feat. B Franco, Dapper Daps, Donatxllo & Marlon King)
O.S.I.
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Get to know, get to know Get to know, get to know Whippin' out She in the kitchen now I come with different style I'm floating on a cloud We rolling up that loud She like the way I sound She wanna run around Leave roses on the ground, yeah A horseback is where she riding I'm in the west, but I'm always smiling Take three steps then pull out the shining Drop man down, done stuff then I'm vibing You see my name holds weight like Tyson Swing fist head butt the ting like a bison Yeah, like a bison, yeah, like a bison Come with the western You know me man I come hand ting It's that verbal assassin, known by the mandem Chop and changing my flow to the standards Imma star call me sherif like Woody Bullseye right on the beat how could he (how could he) Got that eye that eye of tiger See my stripes don't change like a tiger Rack City right in this bitch no Tyga Don't come to the war imma fighter Got a right hand better than wilder Champion rounds no Kane imma striker Got your bird on my balls no Spurs Taking her back man you sound absurd This big Os in the western Tumble weed face off on a next ting Rodeo ride we take a rodeo I'm a stallion, don't think that you can hold me close When its tunnel vision baby I don't see a soul When you got me right there you better hold me close Yodel-Ay, yodel-ay, yodel-ay-hee-hoo I draw up first, and then I let it go Han Solo flow That old rigma row, that old rigma row, that old rigma row, that old rigma row Stuntin', cappin, that ain't how I'm acting Not at all don't give a f*ck about a constable You see what I'm holding, drive it like it's stolen I wasn't born I was moulded, I'm a pegasus of trojan I'm too sick, where's the prescription nigga When I break the beat down, it's a demolition nigga It's a cold, cold word my nigga It's cold, cold world, you can call me born sinner Imma cold hearted killer, ain't no one quicker or sicker She don't talk a lot, but I turn her to a singer When I hit it with her don't draw on a man, this no western where's the western I scheme, scheme plotting up and press 'em Teaching lessons, ain't a felon, but I ain't really messin' Playing chess, not checkers, I'm one move ahead Stacking up my cheese and bread If a guy wanna try, I can feed him this led Don't bite my style, I'm too wild like the west Don't bite my style, I'm too wild like the west I'll aim at your chest Why these riders turn to ghost, when I come to collect? Keep my cards, close to my chest, ballin Harden the Nets We not waving no red flags, you'll never know what's next picking up where I left off, foot is on the ped And you know me and my squad, taking on what's next Oooooo, oooiiiiii
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Written by: B Franco, Dapper Daps, Donatxllo ., Marlon Opigo, Osi Obi
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