$ir abe – osama! lyrics
[chorus: $ir abe]
we drive foreign cars
we gon’ take it far
feel like larry in this b+tch yeah i’m just living large
i pour 4’s all in my fanta i feel like a star
i’m chillin’ with envy and stars
i chill with ya’ b+tch tomorrow
blow up that b+tch like osama
i might just have to go and f+ck ya’ mama
c.o.b no we ain’t really with drama
i pour a 4 in the sprite yeah i gotta
i up my tec, not seeing tomorrow
i shot his b+tch and now he in his sorrow
ain’t pay me back, now yo’ life i borrow
and you gon’ sink like you leonardo
[verse 1: yvngenvvy]
i’m getting dough, you know that i need it
and you want a feat, lil bro you can keep it
shawty a stalker you know she be creeping
i don’t really care ’cause she eating my s+m+n
hop on the beat and i spaz
hop in the lamb’ going back
hop in the tesla and jag
just know that we chasin’ a bag
[verse 2: 5starss]
a bug, huh
forty on me, that’s a fact
run it, i run like thе flash
i keep that lil’ 40. on my lap
ridin’ round town b+tch
ridin’ round town with my stick
i’m ’bout to let that b+tch rip
forty on me with the clip
i ridе around with a semi
shout out abe and envy
i’m running the city yeah
it f+ck up my kidneys yeah
i know that you envy us
oh you wanna feature b+tch?
well you needa put a penny in it
[verse 3: $ir abe]
i used to do free features
well lil’ b+tch i’m taxing now
my n++++ we smoke reefa
my n++++ we cashin’ out
i used to be nice guy on the block
well b+tch i’m an assassin now
these n++++s just cap it out
the f+ck is you rappin’ ’bout?
my n++++s never sleep, yeah we gonna ball
we gon’ put in work
getting so high i feel like a bird
opp n++++s mad so they gonna lurk
we got straps gotta keep alert
and my n++++s geekin’ off a f+ckin’ perc
this the wave n++++ and we gonna surf
choppa hit n++++s, really gonna hurt
pockets so fat, think they stummy hurt
[chorus: $ir abe]
we drive foreign cars
we gon’ take it far
feel like larry in this b+tch yeah i’m just living large
i pour 4’s all in my fanta i feel like a star
i’m chillin’ with envy and stars
i chill with ya’ b+tch tomorrow
blow up that b+tch like osama
i might just have to go and f+ck ya’ mama
c.o.b no we ain’t really with drama
i pour a 4 in the sprite yeah i gotta
i up my tec, not seeing tomorrow
i shot his b+tch and now he in his sorrow
ain’t pay me back, now yo’ life i borrow
and you gon’ sink like you leonardo
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