Lyrics:
crawling into your shell
Like a prison cage cell this is how your empire fell
Little glock, Little glock your musics a joke
Bout' to make me choke on my OJ
Oj, joł
Patrzę, już prawie druga
Mówię "chujnia" widząc czarnego SUVa
I w drugą mańkę długa
Miałem dziś tysia oddać, a w kiermanie stówa
W kichawie
Jag kör jag kör jag kör min båt inatt
Den har två hundrahästars Mercury's och ratt
Och oj vad den går
Full fart
50 knop genom natten
Fyrarna flimrar
could equate
I'm monklike feeling chaste
Like OJ without the base
I'm a
Sign of the times what these troubled minds crave
Ain't no
Rhyme or reason how I
(bunny, bunny, bunny)
Oj, o Jezus, lewe źródł, się zjebało chyba coś, nie działa
Koka, wódka, sok, ja chcę palić cali, cali
She look like playboy
Glock hanging out the Nissan Versa
Stay with a wand on me
Now I feel like Timmy Turner
Creep in a nigga yard and
Everybody call me Herbert
Get away, OJ
like ...OJ?
CHORUS:
Thank God you did it
‘Cause if you'd been released again
I'd have to do it
Bring my own life to an end
Cuz if someone like you
bezig met mijn EP maar had nog geen beats
En Ab
Jozo kende mannetje een mannetje die
Samen met de boy OJ zat in de crew
Had hem never ontmoet maar volgens
Beato kiedy po czterdziestce ale spojrzeć nikt nie zechce
A tobie jak na złość nie będzie wtedy dość
Oj pożałujesz w takiej chwili że odmawiałaś gdy
to nie obchodzi czy dajesz bratankom czy kuzynkom
Życzę ci by było miło tylko nie myl sypialni z ulicą
Joł wbijam na rower Amigo oj nieładnie ci się
to send a special shoutout
To my homeboy, O.J Simpson
Keep up the good work, baby
Two less we gotta worry about, you understand
Keep up the good work
to typa dotyka
I czy każdy typ spada w dół tak jak Ikar
Oj, jaki świat jest zły
Przez różowe okulary widziałem swe sny
Tylko ty, a ja bym ci serenady
haze a nie majeranek (ej)
Piszę kolejny tekst za oknem wstaje ranek (ej)
Z bani kolejny dzień bo o piętnastej wstaję (oj)
Idę na mieście gdzieś coś zjeść
then i don't dip until the folgers kicked in,
vodka and oj got me slumped like nicole simpson,
a lotta boldness in they posts but i see no mentions,
god
a G
In my own lane, they wonder how I got my seat
I stay persistent, and I move at my own pace
A shot of Dusse' and some O.J., probably vibin' to old
road rage Small case to a cold case
Startin' to feel it like O.J. Just know I'm okay
They was out in the slow lane All this music, they just wait
After
now you smelling something fecal now
OJ smooth with the glove, look at how I beat the trial
(None illa)
Since the glove don't fit, I'm thinking it's
H. I.
Now I'm feeling like the man no lie.
I got the juice no O.J
Smoke a lil weed baby O.K
Get higher than the clouds relocate
Momma this all gas
zutt, zutt, tjo, tjo
Era tjack pundare
Shi en trammad tjockis
Är en tjackad mullig och gullig horunge
BEN NAR den tunge
Luktar haschen om pungen
Oj fyfan
is Cali
Cross River State
Wetin you wan now?
Neega move
Neega move
Hehehee
They don't know
Mpl Empire
Oj Money
to rock your fellas like Jay-Z
I peep game, I'm seein' these niggas roleplay
I jack son like Michael, Reggie or O'Shea
I olé then I'm in the Bronco like O.J
serious, can't complain
Oh, hey, ain't seen your texts the whole day
We are OJs, memories you can't throw away
At my young age, moving like a middle age
best believe he'll walk you down
I drive the coupe like that bitch stolen, they gon' chase me like I'm OJ
Like the third migo takin' off, they block my
think today will be a good day, like I was O'Shea
I make eggs with toast and bacon and a cup of OJ
I'm slaying demons, I feel like I am Inosuke
Life's
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