urb vatoz - ot flow lyrics
[intro: urb vatoz]
ayy
(d+mn, boom made this?)
[verse 1: urb vatoz]
first off, lil’ n+gga, you ain’t sold sh+t
pandemic bands, in my hood, you a whole l!ck
your wife a tough motherf+cker, she took the whole d+ck
every time you see me, i be high, just smoked a whole zip
put some respect on my name, this sh+t for real
f+ck around and blow your mind, you see how fast i move these pills
your people don’t get high like mine, yeah, they buy this sh+t for real
can buy this sh+t ten a time, i still won’t give your ass a deal
[interlude: urb vatoz]
and i still ain’t cuttin’ no deals, you feel me?
i need all mines, n+gga
[verse 2: urb vatoz]
b+tch, i’m a real hustler, f+ck what these n+ggas talkin’ ’bout
you broke as f+ck at the crib, you need to find another route
you can catch me in your city thuggin’, passin’ testers out
get high on delivery, my people spend a good amount
i had a bag at sixteen, could never understand your pain
if you my dog, n+gga, just be my dog, most n+ggas switchin’ lanes
it’s me and fxce in the striker, you see them people, do your thing
h+ll nah, ain’t no kids in the whip, just baby bottles and the drac’
[verse 3: babyfxce e]
in the hood, i’m baby e, when i’m out of town, they call me fxce
n+ggas swear they in the water until i drown ’em with the drac’
trap jumpin’, gettin’ pounds off like n+ggas out of shape
this n+gga just asked me, “how much in a pound?” i think he laced
this n+gga just asked me, “how much in a pound?” i should smack this n+gga
your sh+t legit, my sh+t a striker, so our scats is different
n+gga, you can’t up the score on me ’cause i be hackin’ n+ggas
just ’cause you got a gun, that don’t mean you can’t be lackin’ with it
[interlude: babyfxce e]
n+ggas on the sidewalk and i’m really out here in traffic with it
yeah
n+gga thought he was finna go to work, when he looked up, the scat was missin’
[verse 4: babyfxce e]
black 2020, slim body, red brakes on it
the boys got behind me that one night, i had to shake on ’em
you want your video at 10k in a day? put fxce on it
i’m drunk as h+ll off two honey packs, i’m finna break somethin’
i’m finna go ot for four days and bring a ten back
filled him up with the 40 like some liquor, he need to stand back
before i bought my own stu’, i was trippin’ off the bandlab
she came to my crib past ten, she got ram+shacked
[outro: babyfxce e]
it’s with an x, n+gga
fxce
(d+mn, boom made this?)
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