lil rekk – ooters lyrics
[chorus]
every time that you call the kid, you know that i be on my way
put you in amiri jeans, ’cause i love how they look on your waist
i know you hate when i’m gone, i can tell by the look on your face
that money be callin’ my phone, i don’t got no more time to waste
pretty n+gga out here with them ooters, forty kal and i got his noodles
bang on a n+gga like yuh, i’m a ooter i’ll do ’em
we never beef on computers
she used to call me a loser
now i just caught her choosin’
she know i’m askin’ to lose her
[verse 1]
i was down bad she ain’t show lovе, now she wanna come around
she want mе to fall in love with her, but my heart won’t allow
her love like a drug to me, i be feeling like i’m in the clouds
had to come and get my payback, f+cked a b+tch once then i’m out
she know we get big money, probably never ever seen a drought
i ain’t never runnin’ out
face card good i don’t need a [?]
she wanna be mine just for the clout
heart broke [?] out
had to cut you off did it for myself
you don’t got real love and i know that so i left you in the streets
i keep an ooter with me when i’m ridin’ round
yeah leave n+ggas in the streets
[?] won’t take long n+ggas be gone by the week
we send n+ggas to h+ll for thinking this sweet
[chorus]
every time that you call the kid, you know that i be on my way
put you in amiri jeans, ’cause i love how they look on your waist
i know you hate when i’m gone, i can tell by the look on your face
that money be callin’ my phone, i don’t got no more time to waste
pretty n+gga out here with them ooters, forty kal and i got his noodles
bang on a n+gga like yuh, i’m a ooter i’ll do ’em
we never beef on computers
she used to call me a loser
now i just caught her choosin’
she know i’m askin’ to lose her
[verse 2]
baby i been gettin’ money, i don’t want no love from b+tches
ever since a n+gga got lit all the b+tches want to love me different
probably be in the streets forever
my n+ggas shoot up the beef wherever
we hurt the opps, make ’em bleed together
we never worry ’bout opps, my ooters seein’ me shoot ’em’
no new n+ggas when they us, baby we don’t no recruitin’
can’t give my heart away
them b+tches might lose it
i just been gettin’ that money, stack it up and spend it all and abuse it
walk down on the house they’ll never shoot back
n+ggas rockin’ jewels without their tools, we never do that
i seen brodie kali grab them pounds, he get it flew back
i get different money everyday, call it new racks
[chorus]
every time that you call the kid, you know that i be on my way
put you in amiri jeans, ’cause i love how they look on your waist
i know you hate when i’m gone, i can tell by the look on your face
that money be callin’ my phone, i don’t got no more time to waste
pretty n+gga out here with them ooters, forty kal and i got his noodles
bang on a n+gga like yuh, i’m a ooter i’ll do ’em
we never beef on computers
she used to call me a loser
now i just caught her choosin’
she know i’m askin’ to lose her
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