sob odee - im back lyrics
[intro]
(g, i think we got one)
ayy (i ain’t finna tell you how rah got away with this sh+t)
bah, yeah
[chorus]
get so high that i get stuck
try to approach me, test your luck
his ass died, he can’t get up
i hate a n+gga who act so touch
they say i’m a nut
i pay a couple of n+ggas to come up from out that cut
and he got struck
lil’ bro a bug, with that ten mill’ he fire sh+t up
know all my folks like, “d+mn, i been waitin’, when odee gon’ drop?”
i been chillin’, twelve been on ass ever since they seen faceshot
but i’m back now
really the hardest, ain’t sh+t else to say
n0body turned me up, i made myself the man i am today
[verse]
so play it safe
my startin’ five, we hawk sh+t down if you in the way
givе no f+ck if we gotta travel, take thеm switches up out the state
n+ggas, they scream that murder sh+t but they ain’t even partic+p+te
and i ain’t gon’ lie, if a n+gga take my brothers bet we increase the rate
over the internet makin’ posts like you a k!ller, boy, that sh+t g+y
i know i say i’m slime ’cause i be up in the park just where we play
i got k!llers that be in the ‘raq and i got k!llers that be in the a
triflin’ b+tch, she act innocent but she let me f+ck her face, ayy
chase him down ’til he hit the ground
switch up on my glock so when i shoot this b+tch gon’ clear the crowd
all of ’em laughin’, pistol die, turned that sh+t to frowns
no leg shot, aim that b+tch up high so you can hit his crown
muzzle from my chop’, i shoot this b+tch, it make a bigger sound
we whackin’ sh+t, you better ask ’bout us, boy, we don’t play around
f+ck a glock, they so overrated, i just got a smith
n+gga thought i was in traffic, almost crashed and d+mn near shot the lyft
they gon’ say i’m cappin’ ’cause they know that rappin’ be my gift
don’t like wock’, green, it make my stomach hurt, i need the tris
i got the love i needed from my mama, i ain’t need a b+tch
ayy, cousin hit me up, he told me he copped a new g twenty+six
i’m like, “boy, you know your cousin got you,” i just gave him switch
jump his ass, if he try to play we leave him a ditch
got up off my ass so n+ggas can’t say that they gave me sh+t
still i’m ready to blast, belt to ass, we be spankin’ sh+t
[chorus]
get so high that i get stuck
try to approach me, test your luck
his ass died, he can’t get up
i hate a n+gga who act so touch
they say i’m a nut
i pay a couple of n+ggas to come up from out that cut
and he got struck
lil’ bro a bug, with that ten mill’ he fire sh+t up
know all my folks like, “d+mn, i been waitin’, when odee gon’ drop?”
i been chillin’, twelve been on ass ever since they seen faceshot
but i’m back now
really the hardest, ain’t sh+t else to say
n0body turned me up, i made myself the man i am today
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