(Young OLT)
He don't wanna lurk I gotta mean torch
That shit hit him bullets make him lean north
Sip lean I call that codeine sports
Why he want beef like he don't eat pork?
[Hook]
H-he don't wanna lurk I got a mean torch
That shit hit him bullets make him lean north
Sip-sip lean I call that codeine sports (Skrrt)
Why he want beef like he don't eat pork? (Hahaha)
Just finished all of the work tell the plug I need more (Brrt, gang)
If I let you eat you better not eat more (Bitch)
Cause this blikky on my hip really want to eat more (Brrt-Ow)
Aye p-put him six feet? Sure (Gang)
[Verse 1: OLT)
Blikky that's on my side and shit
Run up on me and you dying and shit
Your girl wanna come ride the dick (Haha)
Fuck the feds always spying and shit (Bitch)
On my momma you can't fuck with lil O
I got my whole wrist in the bowl (Skrrrt)
L-live fast sip lean slow (Bitch)
B-big cash big green doe (Huh)
Got the blik so dont let me spazz
Blow all my money got it back fast (Huh)
Shot hit then I left him in the grass (Yah)
Fuck his bitch then I got to dash
Interrogation room you better not tell
Shut the fuck up and get in that cell (Shh)
You guilty as well
You snuck in the trap? You going to hell
You run up on me you eating this shell
[Hook]
H-he don't wanna lurk I got a mean torch
That shit hit him bullets make him lean north
Sip lean I call that codeine sports (Skrrt)
Why-why he want beef like he don't eat pork? (Hahaha)
Just finished all of the work tell the plug I need more (Brrt, gang)
If I let you eat you better not eat more (Bitch)
Cause this blikky on my hip really want to eat more (Brrt-Ow)
Aye p-put him six feet? Sure (Gang)
[Verse 2: Baemax]
B-bitch I'm Baemax and I keep a mean torch (Brrt, bah)
Ch-choppa hit him leave him running for the porch (Pew pew)
30 on me and the bullets real course
Roll up the first time and leave a third corpse
Ch-choppa cook him up no talking bout s'mores
Say you toting up? We kicking down yo door (Pew)
Tw-twenty eighteen hitting licks right in the store (In the store)
I caught a couple and I think that it was four (Four cases)
Throw the money cause I like how it pour (Swish)
All designer bitch I'm wearing off the floor (Off the floor)
Yo trap lock when-when this blikky open doors
You say you tough but this blikky say no more (You not no more)
(Who is it?)
WGB put yo shit on the floor (Put it all on the floor)
Put yo shit on the floor (Give me that shit)
[Outro]
WGB shit hahaha, OLT