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doe Beat that road Move them Os Listen how that fetty goes
Now listen how that choppa goes
Now line em up Dominos
I don't think you ready you really

niggas I'mma D.I.E

Laylizzy I'mma die for the set

Yup, drip my guy,
50K on the ring, that's lit my guy

Haven't been in the gym for six months 
But I

targets so you know I doubled back
Niggas know I stand on shit can't call me pussy that's a fact
Got two glocks and got two switches and got one extended

Springs in that pot, cook up the Os perfect (talk to 'em)
Jackboy sniffin' my fifty until his nose hurtin' (sniff)
Comin' through the back blocks, ridin'

I’m still gon always be that guy 
Not gon lie I want true love 
But girls just lie 
I just want a girl who have my back 
N always by my side 
Off da

Aye
Mm
Aye
Ace produced it

Aye
Woohoo
Aye
Aye

If it's by the back that I'm bowty
Waking up seeing views from the mountains
Stomping through these

Yeah
Costello
Still typing
Before the mid teens I was drafted by the streets
Signed a mountain deal for seven years D.O.C
On a pasta diet weights was

I might sip for half the day

Yeah, might sip for half the day
Swear, make it back today
Fuck a check, I'm fat
It Saturday, yeah  (Gringo Beats)

The homie told me "Stay off
50" like it's '04
Even the smartest niggas tryna know more
Wisen up nigga died with his eyes open
He wasn't live enough my bitch

G money we the life of the party 
What's in my pockets 50 racks to blow 
What's in my hand choppa w tha scope 
My bank account got a lot of Os
Free

buzzin 
Code discussions, if they rush in,  quickly flush it fuck the budget
Back then, you have no putwhip niggas couldn't touch it 

Long

I ain't here to teach a rapper nothin
Learning more by cooking than munching somethin
Never mention hunches to em seeming natural of course
Observe

a killer doin' less than you say
Yeah I got a exotic plug down in the A, still got my other plug out in LA
I'm just tryna get this shit gone by the day

and lay u down man

Since a little bitty snot nose I been had flows
Took me out of school cause I was bagging up Os
Bellaire bottles and crab legs

drills sober
All dem pills ion need nun
I aint have no homies
I was by my lonely
Trynna hit the road
A couple os
It was jus me and brodie
Gotta keep that

working 
Always working 

(Verse)

I’m ybs I go by skola I put that work in
I don’t trust these bitches 
I don’t need no hoes 
I just be flirting 
Riding

ones
Yo, AJ, cool, I got this uh, yeah
Petite watches uh, yeah
You can tell by the swag I'm stubborn
My gyal boujee and stubborn
And my niggas trap hard

Os
Or two hundred fifty pounds
Man i give my kudos to the plugs
And the middle men they play they position
That don't mean that yo' weed come on time