O’Fallon, Amsterdam

(If u not in the o or from the o...skip this song)

Verse 1:
I just wanna chill with my niggas
My dogs, my marley
Not even really party
But sip some barcardi
Cruise on them backroad streets
In my pinto or yo jeep
Or we can hotbox in the lot
Freestyling to a beat
Hit mcs
Talk shit
Prolly text yo bitch
Play some fifa or some 2k
Talk my shit
Light a doobie
Watch a movie
Watch them cops that be on duty
And them hoes that wanna mention u on twitter they some groupies
This that O town life
Blue and gold shit
Bad bitch and a blunt
Both of them I hit
I'mma O'Town nigga
Amsterdam smoking
Spitting game to yo bitch
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Pass that shit
2 hit u choking
Change hoodies for the crib mama kno i be smoking
She wanna get faded
Now I got her floating
Kush no reggie damn this shit potent
Backroad scenery
Gods great greenery
I'm so gone I can't control this machinery
Hoes be talkin
Niggas never listen
O'fallon niggas always on a mission
If it's not the kitten
It's that green that's a given
I talk about weed because bitch that how we living
I'mma O'Town nigga
Amsterdam smoking
Spitting game to yo bitch
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Verse 2: (Tizzy)
I'mma O'Town nigga
Amsterdam smoking
Spitting game to yo bitch
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I'm blowin on good weed
You know that it's potent
Some people get too high but I just keep on rolling
I'm burning paper planes till it's early in the morning
Listening to music so you know a nigga zoning
Don't worry bout yo chick, my dick she on it
And them swisher sweets ain't the only thing she blowing
Tiz the season so I'm blowing on the reef
Yea I'm from the O but all we know is Kansas City Chief
I got a grinder filled with kief
Smoking like there's no police
With my north face on and some nike's on my feet
Levi's on just to make the fit complete
Use to fuck with columbia but swag is not cheap
Cruising backroads, top down in the jeep
Got my back against the wall and my ears to the street
Back to the subject tho
Represent the fucking O
Kick it with the same crew cuz you don't know whose friend or foe
Yea I got the sickest flow
I'm blowing on some wicked dro
I go hard up in the paint
You niggas tryna pick and roll
Life so sweet
That's why I'm smiling while I'm smoking
Red and yellow hairs, call that bitch hulk hogan
I'mma O'Town nigga
Amsterdam smoking
Spitting game to yo bitch
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