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sterling hayes - ots lyrics

[intro]
yeah!
ahhhhhh!
brrrrrat!
this n-gga made the beat
and he tryna f-ckin’ rap, too!
n-gga i’m the rapper, you the producer
diego, get the f-ck back!

[verse 1: sterling hayes]
i hate stupid n-ggas
i hate stupid b-tches
in the booth, i go stupid
in your b-tch mouth like a toothpick
tell your b-tch, b-tch you pick
probably wanna leave a real n-gga
my life a movie, steven speil’, n-gga
raised up around real n-ggas
they tote tommies, no hilfiger
always talkin’ to a gang n-gga
solo dolo, you a b-tch n-gga
my young n-ggas jump rich n-ggas
eat the p-ssy, tongue twist, n-gga
i’m not holdin’ out p-ss, n-gga
got a diff’ n-gga
same n-ggas from the rip, n-gga

[interlude]

[verse 2: joey purp]
yeah, purple!
i been hot for a minute now
i been here for a minute now
in the field for a minute now
i was down there, but i’m in it now
all my n-ggas ’bout them bankrolls
all my n-ggas got the same goals
i know n-ggas that be still trappin’
when they sold they first pack
becuase they had gold dookie rope chains
and the kangol
track suits and some sh-ll toes
gucci belts with the beeper on it
now that .30 with it boy, he keep it on him
we could fight about it in they same, bruh
i been boolin’ with my day ones
d-mn, p-ssy n-gga, say somethin’
check my catalogue, all this camouflage
turn the camera on
since a young n-gga i been baped up
all my young n-ggas b.o.s
put your whole block on cnn
channel 5 n-gga, channel 7 n-gga, channel 12
this a psa
n-ggas shootin’ like gta
get yo -ss back on the cta
i remember back in high school i was selling 3.5’s
i ain’t have a gpa
now a young n-gga get it in, n-ggas get it in through tsa
heard about me, ain’t sh-t to say
ask about me, they gon tell you somethin’
young purple stay sippin’ somethin’
or rollin’ somethin’ then have a somethin’
purp!

[interlude 2]
we need
we need
we need

[verse 3]
tell the bang “go away”
big foot, it sound like 808s
momma told me “let the haters hate”
pops told me “you on time, you late”
my homies know that i ain’t never fake
for them, make the block levitate
took every chance, never hesitate
couple license plates, i’m ahead of state
walkin’ dead, stay at your head
hate f-ggots and i hate the feds
breakin’ news: i’m gon’ break your head
a step ahead, i’m gon’ stay ahead
heard you k!llin’ shows, hope you break a leg
i be crackin’ b-tches, i be breakin’ bread
in my car, crack a fit
too legit to quit
body on the go

[outro]

- sterling hayes lyrics

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