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montannaatm - odell beckham jr. lyrics

[intro]
boom, boom, boom, boom
116th, 117th, 118th and 119th and la salle (yeah, y’all know what the f+ck goin’ on, man, head tapper)
yeah (enviyon on the mix, i got cas in the stu’ with me)
113th, 114th and 115th (i got mikey dollaz in the studio, yes, jayco)
them my blocks, n+gga, i’ma show you (draco in the cut, on folks’ grave)
the 100s (tsg)

[chorus]
he got laid to sleep, knocked off his feet for tryna play with me
b+tch just threw off my vibe, she ask do i got my pipe, it stay with me (you know that)
7.62s get to flippin’, we bounce out blitzin’ at whoever claim the beef (for real)
deep in that water with sharks (yeah), i move with the reapers, send you where them angels be (he gone)
jump out, we got the ups, sh+t, i hit his head before he could aim at me
i seen blood and it turned my heart cold, no, you not the same as me
two hundred thousand in cash when we run it up, no, i can’t complain, we eat
they know i get money and clap sh+t up for real, they know not to play with me (b+tch)

[verse]
i know a couple of opps who slid on my block, they soul went straight to sleep (checked)
we been f+ckin’ the 100s up for so long the opps got hate for me (they hate me)
micro jake in the kitchen, i’m feelin’ splendid, you could get wet like dishes (huh?)
glock 23 to the head, stand over, he finished, ain’t no show+stoppin’ the business (b+tch)
don’t try to play with my top, you get hit in your top, 7.62 through his fitted (brr)
a lot of opps died on my block, this sh+t’ll get hot, post up on the 9, you won’t risk it
this sh+t’ll get critical, talkin’ ’bout goin’ to war, you ain’t even got enough switches
big+ass drac’ in the back, the glock in my hand, if they go live again, we spinnin’ (we spinnin’)
sharks in the water, we swimmin’ (we spinnin’)
sh+t you be rappin’ about, we live it (we live it)
racks in my pocket, this sh+t be the thickest (they thick)
this sh+t on the floor, you don’t know how to get it (you don’t)
look, broad day sh+t with cmoney and draco, we got durango, we tryna do it (let’s do it)
they to post up like we ain’t into it, come switches and dracs, he got hit tryna cool it (brr)
too many shots in the hot when we spinnin’ on opps, pull over for cops, i won’t do it
put tre in the image like you sendin’ shots, these n+ggas ain’t like that, it just be the music (it just be the songs)
we tap the switch, now he leakin’ and oozin’ (he dead)
switch up the v, now we lurkin’ and cruisin’ (gone)
switch up my fit, i was on camera shootin’
mask on my face, they won’t know when i do it (they don’t)
goin’ out sad, that’s what n+ggas be doin’
n+ggas be dyin’ for clout and for coochie (a b+tch)
he died with a fifty, his ass should’ve blew it
you can’t stop my dollars, i’m bound to get to it (you can’t)
andre iguodala, i’m blockin’ your movement
walk in the trap and show you how to do it
he let off a switch and didn’t know how to use it
chasin’ you down like odell beckham jr.
uh, we chasin’ you down like odell beckham jr. (get ’em)
n+ggas be b+tches, they spreadin’ the rumors
he runnin’ his mouth, we gon’ jump out and shoot him
catch a b+tch n+gga, treat him like a three
all net with the glock, i’ma run up and do him
he ain’t usin’ his head, we gon’ tap his medulla
i ain’t bougie, i still might pop out with the ruger
[chorus]
he got laid to sleep, knocked off his feet for tryna play with me
b+tch just threw off my vibe, she ask do i got my pipe, it stay with me
7.62s get to flippin’, we bounce out blitzin’ at whoever claim the beef
deep in that water with sharks, i move with the reapers, send you where them angels be (he dead)
jump out, we got the ups, sh+t, i hit his head before he could aim at me
i seen blood and it turned my heart cold, no, you not the same as me
two hundred thousand in cash when we run it up, no, i can’t complain, we eat
they know i get money and clap sh+t up for real, they know not to play with me

[outro]
they know i get money and clap sh+t up for real, they know not to play with me
they know i get money and clap sh+t up for real, they know not to play with me

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