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lil zay osama – no auto flow lyrics

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[intro]
dj pharris
this chicago n+gga
uhh, uhh, go, go
yuh, uhh, uhh
[?]

[hook: lil zay osama]
uh, this 200 the whip
that b+tch ain’t nothin to hit
mike amiri the skinnies
all blue benjis when i’m [?]
better know i got one on the hip
better know it’s one in the melon
3 time felon the stick and the switch
and we sip real drank, and we smoke real za
b+tch don’t worry bout’ how i got it, this my real car
b+tches i wanted to f+ck back then out here real pop
and we ain’t ever callin’ no peace treaty b+tch we k!ll opps

[verse 1: lil zay osama}
uh, only n+gga crossed us and touched a million
f+cked it off got it back run up a billion
high speed chases f+ck a civilian
like i ain’t made it i be trippin’
uh, i can’t leave without who i came wit’
i got money they tell me to change
now i’m on that same sh+t
bro in the can for the same sh+t
and they tryna’ put another case on him for a n+gga chain b+tch
but that lawyer paid b+tch
i’m richer than all my opps, i’m bigger than all my opps
we k!llin’ all our opps, who tellin’? all the opps
(bro in the can for the same sh+t
and they tryna’ put another case on him for a n+gga chain b+tch
but that lawyer paid b+tch
i’m richer than all my opps, i’m bigger than all my opps
we k!llin’ all our opps, who tellin’? all the opps)

[hook: lil zay osama]
uh, this 200 the whip
that b+tch ain’t nothin to hit
mike amiri the skinnies
all blue benjis when i’m {?}
better know i got one on the hip
better know it’s one in the melon
3 time felon the stick and the switch
and we sip real drank, and we smoke real za
b+tch don’t worry bout’ how i got it this my real car
b+tches i wanted to f+ck back then out here real pop
and we ain’t ever callin’ no peace treaty b+tch we k!ll opps

[verse 2: lil durk]
(yeah, lets get it)
b+tch i’m richer than my opps, and they biggest homies, yeah
all these n+ggas act like b+tches, definition of it, uh
keep my pistol on me,uh, top his top he phony, uh
c+ck that glock back, chh chh boom, who she f+ck? she told me
play the opps inside this club while we in here just don’t do that
hittin’ everybody else except for us the opps is stupid
rod wave i die with my cuban, broad day you a’ die in a uber
f+ck the opps they tired of snoozin’
f+ck the opps they tired of losin’ (lets get it)
you talkin’ bout weirdo hoes (yup)
ya’ll hoes share ya’ll clothes (they do)
opp hoes touch they toes (lets get it)
she say don’t tell her brothers (naw)
i say no one knows (one knows)
audemar bust down rolls (rolls)
you in the striker pose (pose)
you love them typa’ hoes (lets get it)
uh, it’s 200 the whip (yep) , she want 200 to hit (lets get it)
i f+ck off my name i’m sl!ck, (whaat)
that n+gga a lame he snitched (yeah)
just stay in yo lane we rich (we rich)
that one opp lame as sh+t (as sh+t)
(that one opp lame he b+tch)
yeah

[hook: lil zay osama]
uh, this 200 the whip
that b+tch ain’t nothin to hit
mike amiri the skinnies
all blue benjis when i’m {?}
better know i got one on the hip
better know it’s one in the melon
3 time felon the stick and the switch
and we sip real drank, and we smoke real za
b+tch don’t worry bout’ how i got it this my real car
b+tches i wanted to f+ck back then out here real pop
and we ain’t ever callin’ no peace treaty b+tch we k!ll opps

[outro: lil zay osama]
yeah we k!ll opps, hit a opp, b+tch we k!ll opps
go, go, b+tch we k!ll opps, gdam, gda, gdam, gdam
wha, wha, wha



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