Oota Talk (RGRMIX)

[Intro]
Free Chuncky B, nigga
Free Nazzy, you heard?
Free Sdot Go, nigga, free 5ive
No more free Kapp, nigga
No more free SG
He said, nigga

[Verse]
Like, where I begin?
Spin, I'ma go for the win
If I don't got the knock then I'm checkin' his chin (Baow)
Peep game, I'm just checkin' the clip
Make everything count, I just shoot 'til it click
Hold on, this ain't no regular ten
Out on my doley, I don't need a friend (Gang)
Free JB, Mr. Back Out The Duffel (Grrah)
I don't got it, I'm usin' my knuckles
Bloodline of gangsters, it come from my uncle
She thinkin' I'm Cupid, I don't wanna cuddle
Bullets make him dance, now he doin' a shuffle (Grrah)
Since a jit, I was ready to rumble
If you reach, you in trouble, the .9 in the bubble (Gang)
Forty-eight him or rock him like Russell, nigga (Baow, baow)
K-KC not a regular nigga
I ain't makin' no regular figures (Grrah)
Givin' her dick and then extra for dinner
No, bae, these ain't no regular denims
Here's a message on how to maneuver (Gang)
If he second guessin' then bro not a shooter (Baow, baow)
Dolo trip, bring the Glock or the ruler
Let your clip for the movies, it's not for a blooper (Grrah, grrah)
And it's still free the Sweepers (Hold on)
Come home, we gon' sell out arenas (Baow)
Pull up the mask, I'ma turn into Cena
.40 gon' turn brodie brain in farina
B-Rose home, lil' nigga, what happened?
Free G, Mr. Get Him A Basket (Grrah)
Free Muzzy, was causin' the madness (Gang)
Free Boogie, Mr. Make It Tragic, nigga (Baow, baow)
First tote was a classic revolver
On my dolo, was spinnin' through Harlem
Upgrade to a .9, I really solved the problem
If I got it, you got it, niggas never starvin' (Boom)
Call me Deadshot, bitch, I'm a marksman
KC finna get 'em, bet not be a target
Nigga a dummy, think I'm just a artist
Off the twenty, I'm bussin', higher than a Martian (Baow, baow)
You know what they say if she rockin' a choker
Don't get mad over bitches and die off emotion (Suck my dick)
Thinkin' shit sweet 'cause I'm laughin' and trollin'
It won't be a laugh when I turn into Joker
(You know what they say if she rockin' a choker)
Don't get mad over bitches and die off emotion
(Thinkin' shit sweet 'cause I'm laughin' and trollin'
It won't be a laugh when I turn into Joker)

[Outro]
Baow, baow
Like, hold on, fuck the opps, nigga
You know the vibes, nigga
Like, like, free the fuckin' Sweepers, nigga
Like, like, grrah, GPG