OT7 Style

[Intro]
Leaf, Leaf
Leaf, Leaf
Leaf, Leaf
Leaf, Leaf
(DaDon got that bass)

[Verse 1]
You know this shit for real for real, I'm dying 'bout my bros
We gotta tell a nigga pick a side, to me, that mean that he chose
And we get the highs so cheap, might get confused and think they lows
All these niggas gangsters, come around some gangsters, get exposed
He had that fire and he froze, it's hard to tell who real or fake
Got so many cribs and I still ain't invest in real еstate
In that field for real, I probably ran up what a Steelеr made
I'm MOB, I hold my team together like Gorilla Tape
I'm the type of nigga, ever play with me, you getting smoked
I got to mention, yeah, I can't remember last time I was broke
I go presidential since they took away my right to vote
Fun fact, they don't know that we help her write what she wrote
Me and all the guys go different ways, then meet back up at twelve
I take care of the guys while they in jail as long as they don't tell
Skyler Grey, tell the world he comin' home, he got bail
No prescription, but I pay for his appeal, he got L
We got rich from weed, this niggas still sellin' nicks of sonny
5.56s, Baby walk 'round with a hundred like he Quonny
How we beefin'? I be in the street, it ain't that hard to find me
Shit ain't new no more, I been playin' with that pape' like origami
I make all my bitches quit they job, I invest in they business
They was racin' us, we still havin' our run, them niggas finished
I ain't with the back and forth at all, I never play no tennis
Know you innocent, but if your man keep trollin' us, you in this

[Chorus]
I like spendin' money, if I don't, this shit gon' go to waste
I like bouncin' out long as he make sure he don't show his face
I like bad bitches, i make sure my side bitch know her place
I like countin' paper twice so we don't make no mistake
I like, I like, I like, I like gettin' money, fuckin' thots
I like, I like, I like hearin' that an opp just got shot
I like, I like, I like when he dead, he deserved what he got
I like, I like, I like puttin' a rubber band on a knot

[Verse 2]
Spreadin' pape' out on a hill and I ran up them racks
Every time we bounce, we subtract more, then we playin' jacks
You know Leafy, I come back to back with my dog in a 'Cat
Doctor shoes, when we jump out, we gon' put somethin' in a hat
They sent that boy to Heaven, he thought he was God or somethin'
Cleanin' clothes, middle of the war, he must was fried or somethin'
Cleanin' clothes, middle of the war, he must was tired or somethin'
Ain't no more mutual, niggas better pick a side or somethin'
Niggas playin' on that 'Gram, I ain't the one for that
I drop a honey bun, they'll go get your son for that
Fully Draco, it ain't no reason tryna run from that
I ain't broke like you niggas, but I do come from that
We really havin', Louis V send me a text with every drop
My run ain't never end, but only thing I run from is a cop
Every nigga died from one of us had got hit in his top
He be dick-eatin', he don't qualify to be no opp
He gon' get the belt like he can't keep his pants up
If he survived, ain't die, then I bet he can't stand up
They pushin' fifty, still ain't run a hundred grand up
You flip that switch to fully like turnin' a fan up

[Chorus]
I like spendin' money, if I don't, this shit gon' go to waste
I like bouncin' out long as he make sure he don't show his face
I like bad bitches, i make sure my side bitch know her place
I like countin' paper twice so we don't make no mistake
I like, I like, I like, I like gettin' money, fuckin' thots
I like, I like, I like hearin' that an opp just got shot
I like, I like, I like when he dead, he deserved what he got
I like, I like, I like puttin' a rubber band on a knot