slater 17k - oochie wally freestyle lyrics
i’m smokin’ weed like a d-mn jamaican
tie your momma up and call your phone for a ransom payment
i’m just tryna get a lil cheese, get my man some bacon
prolly get some top from your thot, cause i’m handsome baby
glock 26 change a n-gga, that’s a transformation
ya pockets lookin’ real hungry, you been famished lately
let the whole clip go, bullets get emanc-p-ted, these n-ggas they don’t want smoke they some cancer patients
i just bought a 30 stick, that b-tch it go bububum
i took out the 30 clip, then put in a hunned drum
pulled up at his spot air him out, then i change it out
boy this clip, and my great granny age the same amount
i’m that n-gga that your momma told you not to hang around
silence on that ruger once i shoot it, it don’t make a sound
if you want a feature i just send a routing number to the bank account
all my magazines they be hanging out
still taking change like it’s coin star
i don’t give a f-ck who your boys are
i’m the type of n-gga pull up shoot it like a point guard
pistol in my b-tch purse, cause i’m a felon and she got the foid card
the chopper that she bought me got a drum magazine
pull up at the club house, masked up like it’s halloween bumbadabing bumbadabing
chopper spittin’ sh-lls like it ate sunflower seeds
i ain’t new to this, call that stupid b-tch for the super head
free my brother marshal got him locked up cookin’ sudafed
you spent $500 a belt because it’s got medusa head
i spent $500 on some bullets them b-tches go thru the vest
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