t.y. - od lyrics
[t.y.]
look, on a bar i don’t wana talk so i’m dodging cars
look, on a bar i don’t wana talk so don’t call my phone
i just got a b-tch and i broke her off in a foreign car
[ghetto children]
got a bad b-tch that work at on-star
she a p-rn star she gon’ suck and f-ck for me on call
i’m a real n-gga i do real drugs
snorting molly sliding through the fourth ward
[t.y.]
spitting fire like a blow torch
drinking lean straight up out the bottle
chewing pills like m&ms
i don’t wanna be a role model
[ghetto children]
i can make a n-gga b-tch holla
i can break a n-gga safe quick
in and out a n-gga front door with that ak he won’t say sh-t
he a straight b-tch
[t.y.]
look, we know that they pay the shooter first
imma bust his head then go to church
put his school picture on a t-shirt
it ain’t one shooter b-tch it’s teamwork
[ghetto children]
had to dip fast ‘cause the police came
now we running down the block real quick
i feel like will smith off fresh prince
f-ck with mine thats a death wish
[chorus: t.y.](x2)
don’t o.d. trynna f-ck round with me
don’t o.d. trynna f-ck round with me
don’t o.d. trynna f-ck round with me
i smoke weed, i drink lean
i pop pills, don’t o.d
[ghetto children]
fill the tank poppin’ double r’s
rolling to the mall with a foreign broad
pulled off in a foreign car
with them cookies on me like they in a jar
counting money with the ceiling off
f-cking with me than its really war
bop bop we could hit em all
all this dirty on me what we sippin’ for
all these b-tches with us why you cuffing her
all these wiggles round we get through ‘em all
full of purple we be smoking hard
heartless with me he gon’ set it off
h-lla high off of seven ‘gars
make them b-tches hop in separate cars
if i want it i pay for it
soulja slim probably living through us
cut is tucked but we could bring a four
molly dealing shop never closed
back to back like drake bars
nola n-ggas never settle for
less, only the best
run up a check, ice on my neck
i gotta flex, got my respect
high as a jet, i smoke the best, yes
[chorus: t.y.](x2)
don’t o.d. trynna f-ck round with me
don’t o.d. trynna f-ck round with me
don’t o.d. trynna f-ck round with me
i smoke weed, i drink lean
i pop pills, don’t o.d
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