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otm - true shot callers lyrics

[intro: duffy]
n+gga
sh+t

[verse 1: duffy]
p, what’s the word?
i’m flu flammin’, i don’t know what n+ggas heard
play with otm, catch an awful lot of hollow points
hold up and new balenciagas in the mud
why this n+gga pop it to me? i am not the one
broke b+tch tryna kick it with me, i am not the one
n+ggas mad, i guess they really hate to see us up
i don’t know what these n+ggas on, close that back door

[verse 2: blue pesos]
the opps ain’t the type to even slide, i’m for sure
i’m a true shot caller, i done opened plenty doors
only half out the hundred, i should probably give ’em more
war time, up the score, they’re wavin’ flags, ain’t tryna forfеit
nina ridin’ shotgun in the foreign lookin’ gorgeous
you’ll flеx if you had the sh+t i had, you can’t afford it
we’ll put him on the menu like, “can i take your order?”
i just sent lebron james to the block to guard jordan

[verse 3: duffy & blue pesos]
.223s for any snakes or informants
i’m high as f+ck, it’s ’bout three in the mornin’
one in the head, we ain’t givin’ n+ggas warnings
postin’ guns and don’t shoot ’em, n+ggas corny
sh+t, it’s gettin’ ugly, you should listen
pippy longstocking with me, we got all extensions
i’ll put the slap on any n+gga with the quickness
[verse 4: blue pesos]
i keep pourin’ fours of wock’, i’m addicted
posin’ to my music, she just really want attention
this n+gga walked in with them bums, i’m confused and offended
if i drop a ten on the floor, who gon’ be the one to clean it?
i’m too famous to be on the ‘gram goin’ back and forth with weenies
sue yung and mei ling, it got a deeper meaning
off the mussle walked in and bled the scene, sweet jesus
i hate n+ggas, i’m a true stincmeaner
quit the small talk, bro, i’m a boss, n+gga, beat it, ugh

[outro: blue pesos & duffy]
n+ggas kept askin’ for that old otm
you know what the f+ck goin’ on
as usual
.223s for a n+gga lj and mj, n+gga
you’re not the one, n+gga
yeah, n+gga, run the play back
skrrt+skrrt+skrrt
long live drakeo
b+tch+ass n+gga
n+ggas had they lil’— you feel me?
n+ggas thought they had—
yeah, i’ll come take n+ggas’ shine
yeah
n+ggas mad
you on the wrong side of things
it’s unfortunate, buddy
it’s unfortunate
ugh
ugh
stop playin’, n+gga
you know the truth
long live drakeo, long live ketchy, n+gga
these n+ggas is bums, haters, envious, n+gga
that sh+t don’t matter, though
off the mussle here to stay, n+gga
sh+t ain’t nothin’ new
they don’t know what the f+ck goin’ on
b+tch
ugh
they could hate us
what i say? they hate to see us up
matter fact, keep all this on there, pocket, we need the whole outro
no cap, f+ck these n+ggas
on gang and them, n+gga, haha
b+tch+ass n+ggas, yeah, stay mad, n+gga, yeah, off the mussle for the win, stop playin’, n+gga, yeah
outro
yeah, n+gga
n+ggas gon’ be mad, n+gga, when they see that, yeah, that
yeah
when this drop, yeah, b+tch
eat that

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