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ofb - tap it! lyrics

verse 1 : {sj}
i was in the back of the ride no strally
just me, rambo and my bally
man just got this weed from cali, my line boomin so this week man’s happy
man speak straight facts not hali, back out the cabby jump out and get slappy
lil boy best stay in his nappies, ask big a about him in the p-ssy
i ain’t no buying no foreign kicks
i’m buying these sticks, testing them in the forest
i wanna be rich be like boris, finesse henry let him know that we’re horrid
everyone’s telling me go college, i wanna bill lines let em run like sonic
4 man got touched on bonnet but they’re on snapchat going on like they’re solid

verse 2: (bandokay)
girl thought i was l’z in this balaclava
sj’s big a’s father shaved him up, no need for barber
k on the nizz what where?
don’t follow your friends, just keep it 1arda
get chinged in your face for starter
it’s like every time we buck these guys, each and every time these boys get faster
it’s mad about bars like kenny, cah this shotty come long like a rarsclart
we got shotties laying under cars, if they ever come under the car park
everyone love chat on the o like d-ckheads
how you get bun and splashed? i’m starting to think this yute is a p-sshead

verse 3: (sj)
man’s heard that there’s opps in the bits, man rise up quick tryna slide where you’re chilling
no wonder my finger’s itching, double tap that, hit man get missing
what’s that in the zoot you’re billing gelato or cookie or lampz that’s in it?
oh sh-t, shouldn’t said that one but 019 tryna catch me a k!lling
and hit the bando, in the trap, man k!ll it
i was 14 in the trap with kittens
man never knew sh-t about whipping, i only knew push back, rambo’s, kitchens
sit on the fence, get left where you’re sitting
chill in the green, get left where you’re chilling
real sh-t this is how man’s living
f-ck what you heard ofb’s been winning
double l’z my bro till death
he’s getting man dead in the 2 so let’s head over the 9 instead
that same day 4 man got cheffed
i’ll run man down and kweff, tryna pitch man’s lungs straight out of his chest
i ain’t seen bro bro in a sec, he’s on the radio listening to the set
everyday i scream 3 gang and i ain’t gonna stop till my broski’s home
but i got broski on the phone, praying that me and the gang soon blow
this bad b won’t leave me alone, the craziest brain man-a-man got blown
now she won’t leave me no more, because she never got that bone

verse 4:(bandokay)
ay dead up and back that wap
kash backs it up and then slap
the driver’s skat and we just bucked an opp
me and double l’z tryna itch it in backs
i told bro, don’t make no noise but d-ckhead clocked and rev’d up the gas
.44s spinning, rambo’s spinning, you don’t wanna see bro bro double tap
saucy drilla just like bro clapz
look at this barbie, this one bad, she f-cks with the opps it’s getting me mad
fam i got nuff corn for jads
step with shanks can’t do me like gabz
any day of the week i’ll do it for fam
and he’ll do it for me that’s what you call fam
i’m at the back of the dance with gang
light’s off, couldn’t see the thing on my hand
cah i don’t know none of these man
make a wrong move and you’ll hear that bang
i’m with my bro s, broski just rang
i got broski’s to the day he lands, or 1 2s and transit vans
tuggz got bored, he ran and sang
look gt grub man slang
cats take my food move prang, take my blade firm it like a man
you can hold smoke, nothing like this dam
talk on the net, bucked us and ran
man skid that whip even though he’s on a ban
boogs swing that blade with force go ham x2

verse: (sj)
i was 14 when i lost my brain, everyone watched me go insane
me and bando, undertaker and kane
hold on bro, i clock his face, hop out ching chow leave man on the pave
like rashford that boy got pace
buck tripped up, didn’t tie his lace
if the mash was there that day get it like py get shot in his face
let it rain on the opp and burn everything make sure i don’t leave no trace
i’m not involved in this silly case, i drill and i trap what more can i do?
talk on my name best be bunning the food
bro splashed him, didn’t have a clue
i only found out like i’m late on news

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