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After OT Bop (feat. BackRoad Gee)

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Yeah, bro just get gassed.

We're going to take him to the wise man.

We're going to bust him.

Bust him.

Bust him.

Yeah.

Bro went caught, never came back again.

After O.T.

Bop did a nature trap again.

Said I'm a liar, but she's there again.

Them all be gossip, I got knowledge, damn it.

Breathed in a room, but they think that I'm shy.

Come with the yoke, I came in disguise Brotherhood, entourage, I came with the guys Brotherhood, entourage, I came with the guys Brofist, Sean, butter, skank again Had to saw the thing had the length again Gunman, getaway, tell the gents Place them in suit and tie, elegant Getaway driver, you can't park there

Hotspot, fence interfere.

I bleed like you, man, never fair.

Bad bitch oversees that jail.

If a pussy boy talk, tell him to sit back.

Money on your head, now I just kick back.

Your girl want fuck, cause she see a big stack.

You ain't leave me soon, you won't get your bitch back.

Packs fly in like, what the fuck is that?

This not a UFO, while you go to space.

This man's gangster like, why you bad?

He ain't no stuffy, under the ground.

Free to kill you, damn the curbside, no we acting.

That boy my son, so I had to slap him.

Flip skirt beat, man, did it with passion.

Flip skirt beat, man, tear up your fabrics.

Jump on his head.

Kill it, I'm attacking.

It don't even matter because you know it's every brand new.

Grease up the boy you ain't.

You know it ain't jamming.

From the bottom of the curb to the world and back.

God link for everything.

Even arms, not limbs.

So don't play games, Saint Sims.

I see them just capping, must be a new era.

I wrap a tear on my face, Tamara.

Makes you get scarier.

Dying like my brother.

Me safe, I just paying for the service.

Bro, I'm playin' tennis but got caught salvin' Ridin' on a Sunday, I miss service

Bro went court, never came back again.

After OT, Bob didn't need to drop again.

Said I'm a liar, but she's there again.

Them all be gossip via knowledge them.

Bro first shown, but her scang again.

Had to saw the thing had a length again.

Don't man get away.

Tell the gents.

Place them in suit and tie elegantly.

Tell them and look forward.

Don't look back.

Take it over there.

Then bring it back.

For my own life.

Man, this is that life.

Papa wanna know, but me say me no know.

Who done the crime, tell him, me no see.

Who done the crime, tell him, me no see.

My kiddie got nicked, he ain't been back.

Can't let him rip with the men's, that's facts.

My kiddie taste trap, put two in the back back.

Money in my account, go accounting on me.

I'm a free man, but they locked up my G. Local guys, we'll get clout overseas.

Here we are, boy.

We'll get clout over our seats.

We get right by the gang like a cypher.

Look at the money, yeah, they ride like a biker.

Still best friends with her ponsum.

Yeah, she says she feeling kinda lonesome.

Who said I can't?

Probably my mom.

Who said I can't?

The haters in my mind.

This for the dance.

Turning up the dance.

Blowing out her bag.

She bussing when she can't.

Bro, when caught, never came back again.

After OT, Bob didn't need to jump again.

Said, I'm a liar, but she's there again.

Them all be gossip via knowledge them.

Bro, fish on butter, skank again.

Had to saw the thing had the length again.

One man get away, tell the gents.

Place them in suit and tie, elegant.

Best more, best more, best more.

Yeah, anyone that done me wrong, you gonna regret them.

Come on, it's highly protected.

Y'all see it?

Why I'm about to wipe in the king with the stench, y'all?

Bachelor, bachelor, bachelor.

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