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sj (ofb) - youngest in charge lyrics

[intro]
traphouse mob
ayy, mobz that sounds wavy you know

[chorus]
ofb, we don’t window shop, bro caught him an opp and tried turn him off (bow, bow)
in this x3, man’s swerving off, free boogie bando, he got birdied off (my bro, my bro)
whenever we get a burner loss, we just cop a next one and go burst it off
lil bro’s telling me he got his earnings wrong, we just took him ot, now his trapline’s gone (ring, ring)

[verse 1]
yo, py got smoked, no bong and i’m tryna smoke man with this tre, no songz
sj, i’ve been a real bad boy from young, i would’ve had my rambo if i was allowed in prom (i weren’t allowed)
this bad b in the nizz with thongs, she keeps telling me she wants the niners gone
bando’s tellin’ her she can ride along and if lz in the cut, this ride gets long (woi-woi-woi-woi)
like, everyone’s trapping and everyone’s banging, i think i might just stop rapping (i might)
these 9 boys just jumped on a track, k-m-t, who g-ssed these f-ggots? (kmt)
they ain’t done no blammings or splashings, what are they rapping? (what they rapping?)
sj, i ain’t on no chattings, man been verified, blue ticks, old fashioned
and if i start talking ’bout these drills they’ll fold up and this song might get taken down (oh sh-t)
and if you’ve been touched, please own up, king on your block, let me take that crown (let me take it)
mans seen armed jakes at the exit, i asked broski, “will we make it out?” (might not)
oh sh-t, oh sh-t, i just see a opp, let me take him out
r.i.p. lampost, didn’t make it out, ouch (dead up, dead up)
she tryna send man down south, when they stay up north, they get saved like, “how?” (how?)
them boy are like mickey mouse, they just want attention from kids, some clowns (some d-ckheads)
post pics like “drip or drown”, let me drown mans drip, where’s your drip gone now? (ching, ching, ching)

[chorus]
ofb, we don’t window shop, just caught me an opp, i tried turn him off (gang, gang, gang, gang)
in this x3, man’s swerving off, free boogie bando, he got birdied off (woi-woi-woi-woi)
whenever we get a burner loss, we just cop a next one and go burst it off (bow, bow)
lil bro’s telling me he got his earnings wrong, we just took him ot, now his trapline’s gone (ring)
ofb, we don’t window shop, just caught me an opp, i tried turn him off
in this x3, man’s swerving off, free boogie bando, he got birdied off (my bro, my bro)
whenever we get a burner loss, we just cop a next one and go burst it off (bow, bow, bow)
lil bro’s telling me he got his earnings wrong, we just took him ot, now his trapline’s gone (woi-woi-woi-woi)

[verse 2]
this south ting just come down north but she’s going down south, will this south ting naughty?
in the dance, got my rambs all bleached up, left the function with my shank all saucy (ching, ching, ching)
get sent down south, no morley, i’m on this vespa with this rusty .40 (that’s rusty)
ayy, naughty, naughty, no one call me and no snapchat for the porkies (no snap)
this x3 kicks off like a tank, put your foot on the gas, let’s do this neatly (skrr, skrr)
see the way man poked up dv? ran after, no claps, that’s meady (oh sh-t)
fore street gets taped off easy, the way i pull up blacked out, you can’t see me (no way)
reaper i beg you stop these wheelies, opps at mac d’s, let’s do this speedy (ching, ching)
move low, not bait, bro changed his plates, broad day, let it rip on the mains (bow, bow)
before we leave this place, make sure it gets taped, take risks on the glide, f-ck jakes (i dare you to take it)
x3, bare sp-ce, two boots, let’s play, tryna red card man, no games (bow, bow, bow)
i see the boys in plain, don’t press no brakes or baits so we mount that pave’ (skrr, skrr)

[chorus]
ofb, we don’t window shop, bro caught him an opp and tried turn him off (woi-woi-woi-woi)
in this x3, man’s swerving off, free boogie bando, he got birdied off (my bro, my bro)
whenever we get a burner loss, we just cop a next one and go burst it off (bow, bow)
lil bro’s telling me he got his earnings wrong, we just took him ot, now his trapline’s gone (ring, ring)
ofb, we don’t window shop, bro caught him an opp and tried turn him off
in this x3, man’s swerving off, free boogie bando, he got birdied off (my bro)
whenever we get a burner loss, we just cop a next one and go burst it off (bow, bow)
lil bro’s telling me he got his earnings wrong, we just took him ot, now his trapline’s gone (ring, ring)

[outro]
ayy, mobz that sounds wavy you know

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