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wgb olt - kodak flow lyrics

[intro]
gang
aye olt, baemax in this b-tch you already know what the f-ck going on
kodak flow, haha gang

[verse 1: olt]
snakes up in my closet they don’t want me winning
i told my ma i was gone make it independent
and er’body say they hate the way i’m living ’till i start making some money then they wanna jump up in it
b-tch i’m from lynchburg where it’s hard to make a living er’time you turn around your family bout to get evicted
the street n-gg-s hand the glocks out to the children so they can intimidate while they robbing and they stealing
where i’m from it’s f-ck about how you feeling or what you going through if they want it they finna get it
police patrol the city 24/7 but that don’t even mean sh-t these n-gg-s still out here k!lling
i rock gucci cause i’m always around snakes
n-gg-s hungry don’t even let you finish your plate i was hungry, so i made sure that i ate
aka, got money in the real wrong way
i was down but i bounced back, ping pong game
dre died but at least he went out the strong way
glock by my side in case a n-gg- try to try the wrong thing
p-ssy, i guess it was your wrong day
my neighborhood is full of death and full of sh-lls
we send some bullets to yo head like it was mail
oh you think that’s your homie? you think that you know him well?
get in that interrogation room and then watch that n-gg- tell
n-gg-s fold when it’s time to get in that cell, that’s why i only roll with the n-gg-s that been through all the h-ll
i’m smoking loud take a puff and it’s gone yell
reminisce every thing from my past when i inhale
yeah sh-t done got real tragic in my past, yeah i put a few n-gg-s in the casket in my past
you a ho you’ll be the last to let it blast
try to run up on my gang and we’ll decapitate yo -ss lil n-gg-

[verse 2: baemax]
yeah i’m sorry lately i been kind of busy and it’s monday
i got to make a run in the city i’ll be back by sunday
just wait lil baby i can fall and make up
hoping i don’t wake up
time is what this b-tch is ‘pose to take up
i know you tryna fake up
a different lie you make up, but baby i’m not mad
i’m just tryna make the paper for you, yeah i’m just tryna make the paper for you
i got a big -ss d-ck and little show of emotions
heart broken never tampered with show biz
i’m unnoticed but her eyes always stay open
learned to keep my head up even at my lowest look
never been the one to p-ssy peer pressure brings tears whether you see ’em their fear pressing in
i don’t know how to do, f-ck the president
(f-ck, sh-t i don’t know what i’m saying)

[outro]
aye, aye shout out olt, watts gang a whole lot of gang sh-t you know what i’m saying
aye let’s get it bruh ight
let the.. let the beat out, let it go
aye, yah yah yah

- wgb olt lyrics

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