Ay I'm goin loco on my tribal shit
F*ck that hoe
Walk past with a smoke
That's for show
Calling my bro's
Hot curry boys
Makin bands, makin it snow
Pull up in a mercy and I roll
Cop that gold
Hah
I'm flexin I'm flexin I'm flexin
You're just posting stuff on Instagram and social media shit
Begging for blessings
Look at the dressing
I like the sauce, I'm a Caesar
Your girl calling me a pleaser
Our love is short I'm a teaser, yo
Catching a cold
Whippin out all ov the smoke
Look at the hoes
Livin the life all of them woke
Makin it rain
Ocshn makin big waves
Cause that craze
That's a stroke
Like a rockstar but no guitar
Mont Blanc wallet but no cash
Rollie on the wrist but the wrong time
Cabernet but no corkscrew
I don't know what the boss do but the cash flowin like the gods do
No blood no cheque
Curry boy on the deck
Young thugin
I've been hustling
City's bustlin
Thoughts are shufflin
Rich money manifesting
Smart niggas investing
But the pussy lot is resting
Yeah
Ay I'm goin loco on my tribal shit
F*ck that hoe
Walk past with a smoke
That's for show
Calling my bro's ]
Hot curry boys
Makin bands, makin it snow
Pull up in a mercy and I roll
Cop that gold
Ay I'm not a hero I'm a villain
Shake up that booty you know I got a vision
I'm talkin to the point makin decisions
I don't do no math I hate division
Yeah stack it up stack it up stack it up
All that paper be clappin up
And that big booty be ridin up and down
Hold up, let me just spank it up spank it up spank it up
Ay yeah, blowin that cash
Poppin a pilli, the air is so chilly
I'm livin the life like I should
Ridin the bull
Curry gang makin moves
Billion dollar baby suge
Thick thot on my wood
Sippin on lean yeah you good
Ay I'm goin loco on my tribal shit
F*ck that hoe
Walk past with a smoke
That's for show
Calling my bro's
Hot curry boys
Makin bands, makin it snow
Pull up in a mercy and I roll
Cop that gold
Ay I'm goin loco on my tribal shit
F*ck that hoe
Walk past with a smoke
That's for show
Calling my bro's
Hot curry boys
Makin bands, makin it snow
Pull up in a mercy and I roll
Cop that gold
Ocshn - Tribal Lyrics
Ocshn - Tribal Lyrics
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Ay I'm goin loco on my tribal shit
F*ck that hoe
Walk past with a smoke
That's for show
Calling my bro's
Hot curry boys
Makin bands, makin it snow
Pull up in a mercy and I roll
Cop that gold
Hah
I'm flexin I'm flexin I'm flexin
You're just posting stuff on Instagram and social media shit
Begging for blessings
Look at the dressing
I like the sauce, I'm a Caesar
Your girl calling me a pleaser
Our love is short I'm a teaser, yo
Catching a cold
Whippin out all ov the smoke
Look at the hoes
Livin the life all of them woke
Makin it rain
Ocshn makin big waves
Cause that craze
That's a stroke
Like a rockstar but no guitar
Mont Blanc wallet but no cash
Rollie on the wrist but the wrong time
Cabernet but no corkscrew
I don't know what the boss do but the cash flowin like the gods do
No blood no cheque
Curry boy on the deck
Young thugin
I've been hustling
City's bustlin
Thoughts are shufflin
Rich money manifesting
Smart niggas investing
But the pussy lot is resting
Yeah
Ay I'm goin loco on my tribal shit
F*ck that hoe
Walk past with a smoke
That's for show
Calling my bro's ]
Hot curry boys
Makin bands, makin it snow
Pull up in a mercy and I roll
Cop that gold
Ay I'm not a hero I'm a villain
Shake up that booty you know I got a vision
I'm talkin to the point makin decisions
I don't do no math I hate division
Yeah stack it up stack it up stack it up
All that paper be clappin up
And that big booty be ridin up and down
Hold up, let me just spank it up spank it up spank it up
Ay yeah, blowin that cash
Poppin a pilli, the air is so chilly
I'm livin the life like I should
Ridin the bull
Curry gang makin moves
Billion dollar baby suge
Thick thot on my wood
Sippin on lean yeah you good
Ay I'm goin loco on my tribal shit
F*ck that hoe
Walk past with a smoke
That's for show
Calling my bro's
Hot curry boys
Makin bands, makin it snow
Pull up in a mercy and I roll
Cop that gold
Ay I'm goin loco on my tribal shit
F*ck that hoe
Walk past with a smoke
That's for show
Calling my bro's
Hot curry boys
Makin bands, makin it snow
Pull up in a mercy and I roll
Cop that gold
F*ck that hoe
Walk past with a smoke
That's for show
Calling my bro's
Hot curry boys
Makin bands, makin it snow
Pull up in a mercy and I roll
Cop that gold
Hah
I'm flexin I'm flexin I'm flexin
You're just posting stuff on Instagram and social media shit
Begging for blessings
Look at the dressing
I like the sauce, I'm a Caesar
Your girl calling me a pleaser
Our love is short I'm a teaser, yo
Catching a cold
Whippin out all ov the smoke
Look at the hoes
Livin the life all of them woke
Makin it rain
Ocshn makin big waves
Cause that craze
That's a stroke
Like a rockstar but no guitar
Mont Blanc wallet but no cash
Rollie on the wrist but the wrong time
Cabernet but no corkscrew
I don't know what the boss do but the cash flowin like the gods do
No blood no cheque
Curry boy on the deck
Young thugin
I've been hustling
City's bustlin
Thoughts are shufflin
Rich money manifesting
Smart niggas investing
But the pussy lot is resting
Yeah
Ay I'm goin loco on my tribal shit
F*ck that hoe
Walk past with a smoke
That's for show
Calling my bro's ]
Hot curry boys
Makin bands, makin it snow
Pull up in a mercy and I roll
Cop that gold
Ay I'm not a hero I'm a villain
Shake up that booty you know I got a vision
I'm talkin to the point makin decisions
I don't do no math I hate division
Yeah stack it up stack it up stack it up
All that paper be clappin up
And that big booty be ridin up and down
Hold up, let me just spank it up spank it up spank it up
Ay yeah, blowin that cash
Poppin a pilli, the air is so chilly
I'm livin the life like I should
Ridin the bull
Curry gang makin moves
Billion dollar baby suge
Thick thot on my wood
Sippin on lean yeah you good
Ay I'm goin loco on my tribal shit
F*ck that hoe
Walk past with a smoke
That's for show
Calling my bro's
Hot curry boys
Makin bands, makin it snow
Pull up in a mercy and I roll
Cop that gold
Ay I'm goin loco on my tribal shit
F*ck that hoe
Walk past with a smoke
That's for show
Calling my bro's
Hot curry boys
Makin bands, makin it snow
Pull up in a mercy and I roll
Cop that gold
Writer: Sagar Bodkhe
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid