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ofb - ahlie lyrics

[intro]
m1onthebeat

[verse 1: izzpot]
this four+door ain’t got no tinsel
on the ride, you can see four ballies
tell my paigon “please don’t run”
cah 9 out of 10 more time i’ll catch you
he try run so we done up a fatty, fatty
in fact you see him freeze up like a statue
yeah i want that too, run up and gassed you
even though i know i don’t have to (bando)

[verse 2: bandokay]
this four+door ding+dong keeps rollin’
hots fold in and keep give man backchat
no latex when it’s beatin’ off
when he’s beatin’ shots, he loves doin’ it bareback
bare facts, baitin’ them [?] don’t wear that
but he just wanna step anyhow and air that
yo, any way lil’ bro man hear that
but you don’t wanna end up in jail for years, akh

[verse 3: double lz]
married to the streets but i let bro bеat
come to my bloc, bet you get cold feet
spin that dingеr or rinse that spinner
this life that we live couldn’t get more peak
free up the gs no love for police
jump out the jeep, lean and beat
skeet, evacuate cleats
back to the ps go ball some weed (ay)
[verse 4: izzpot]
if you’re banged up, bro, bang them doors
told bro “bang this and go bang some more”
not enough smoke so we brang some more
didn’t ring too much so we rang some more
even on tap, put blades in skin
f+ckboys schemin’, i ain’t takin’ ’em in
bro got grabbed, i ain’t sayin’ a thing
but if i’m lackin’ then i’m weighin’ it in

[chorus: izzpot, bandokay & double lz]
back your shank, i ain’t fistfightin’
swing my blade and it slid right in
if ‘bug’s ridin’ then i’ma stick by him
if trap slidin’ got the stick by him
yc’s drivin’, lil’ bug bindin’
spin it, spin it, keep firin’
drill it, air it, bro, fight him
leggy’s a dead one, more hidin’
stop that drinkup, lock that linkup
just by the fl!ck of my finger
big batty gyal, locked insta
rain in her cup now she wants some mixup
back your shank, i ain’t fistfightin’
swing my blade and it slid right in
if ‘bug’s ridin’ then i’ma stick by him
if trap slidin’ got the stick by him
yc’s drivin’, lil’ bug bindin’
spin it, spin it, keep firin’
drill it, air it, bro, fight him
leggy’s a dead one, more hidin’
stop that drinkup, lock that linkup
just by the fl!ck of my finger
big batty gyal, locked insta
rain in her cup now she wants some mixup
[verse 5: izzpot]
i don’t know why these gyals still trust me
f+ckries, i just wan’ jeet and bill it
the wheels on the bus go round and round
so does my shank when my hand starts singin’
my lil’ bro stabber live up to his name, get yucked on the mains
if my bro starts itchin’, spin it, get him, dig it
in carni we had big man twitchin’
friend of an opp get bored up alive
why you think i done [?] at the border alive?
me and bro’s like warner alive
if i say “i love you” it’s more than a lie
me and junebug more than alike
gang+gang got straps, we more than alright
when bro got touched you was more than alright
and i got down shh, we ain’t more than a 5

[verse 6: double lz]
wududu wududu, the gang gon’ fly out the side of the ride, yeah, dududu
you might have heart but your heart’s not bulletproof
caught by the wap and bullet wound
litty committie, my k!lly ya zeemie
and we still pop up in [?]
decamp the back of the car and they run
i just think to myself “just look at you”
you can get bunned when you’re close to my rideout
switch this dinger and go back again
cah my phone in again, ah
got the pole out again
he nah let it bang tell him “hold that again”
she nah arch up her back, man broke it again
next day she wan’ phone man again
textin’ me down “come hold me again”
[verse 7: bandokay]
yo, i’m from broadwater farm, not no harder way (nizzy)
there’s no way i can part with jakes
it works seven nights so [?] bro once
he went back in for an aftershave
shotty so tall we halved the gauge
lil’ bro’s on volts he’s like half my age
guns get bussed by the farm estate
everytime you see them, they all start to race
foot on the gas got my n+gga beside me
just so i step and slide too
you can run or hold or look my yute
i guarantee ramz will find you
g+dots clartin’, dot+dots sparkin’
so don’t get hit tryna slide thru’
whoosh, fire two
if you walk that talk let me find you

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