
zoe osama & lefty gunplay - oh yeah! lyrics
[intro: zoe osama]
record everything, n+gga
if you broke, b+tch, go home
if your n+gga ain’t got no bread, go home
oh, yeah
oh, yeah
oh, yeah
oh, yeah
look, look
[verse 1: zoe osama]
eight hundred n+ggas deep in the club, what it is?
i ain’t worried ’bout no b+tch, that’s on crip
ayy, foreign car, park it, better have heart, ayy
big dog, n+ggas still swimmin’ with the sharks, ayy
thick b+tch throw that p+ssy back, i’ma bark, ayy
ooh, ooh, i’ma bark, ayy
big dog, ayy, oh, yeah
ayy, man, i been in this game, ho
hundred to the face, bring me pain, ho
i ain’t worried ’bout no b+tch or no lame hoes
if it ain’t about the money, flush drano
all money in, b+tch, i feel like i’m mixin’
in the gang, off the bottle, yeah, i’m tipsy
ayy, slim, watch these n+ggas, on the gang, they actin’ fishy
i worried ’bout no n+gga that’s iffy
shakе ’em up, add it up
100k, bag it up
two hundred, it’s addin’ up
why thesе b+tch n+ggas still actin’ tough?
ooh, breakin’ down, let’s live it up then
i ain’t worried about no b+tch if she ain’t f+ck me
that’s my dog, on the gang, that’s my f+ckin’ twin
first place on these n+ggas, b+tch, i’m tryna win
yeah, i’m sinnin’, but i’m in it
i ain’t losin’, ho, i’m winnin’
this the start and the finish
hit the b+tch and then i, ooh
i ain’t sayin’ nothin’, b+tch, i’m on somethin’
2+somethin’ in the mornin’, i’m tryna f+ck somethin’
tell the b+tch to throw it back, i need that
h+llcats and scat packs, hoes hood rats
ayy, yeah, i’m the meanest
all white down, on the gang, i’m the cleanest
yeah, but i’m a demon
beat the p+ssy up and tell the b+tch to swallow s+m+n
zoe osama in this b+tch, you know he got a gun
so if a n+gga trippin’, make that p+ssy n+gga run
i done made a million dollars just havin’ fun
off words, off verbs
i’m a dog, b+tch, f+ck what you heard, ayy
b+tch, f+ck what you heard
look, i’m a dog, b+tch, f+ck what you heard
about my action, about verbs
keep this neat, ooh, that’s my word
any n+gga actin’ crazy, he a bird
i be sh+ttin’ on these n+ggas like a t+rd
i ain’t worried ’bout your actions and your verbs
ooh, yeah, b+tch, i’m hot tonight
i done popped another pill, this a long day
[verse 2: lefty gunplay]
yeah, and i just popped another perc’
and i just got another enemiga in the dirt
venus and serena, cut ramone shirt
gilbert arenas and jimmy butler in the turf
yeah, and i just popped another perc’
and i just got another enemiga in the dirt
venus and serena, cut ramone shirt
gilbert arenas and jimmy butler in the turf
wearin’ all this sh+t will change, you look like a nerd
bryson tiller, rambo in the turf
i be wearin’ more f+ckin’ blue than a smurf
[outro: zoe osama]
ayy, f+ckin’ with the gang, f+ck around and gettin’ murked
ayy, f+ckin’ with the gang, f+ck around and meet a shirt
ayy, f+ckin’ with the gang, f+ck around and gettin’ hurt
ayy, yeah
ayy, max that
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