Pop out the cut did his ass bogus
Make the pack disappear hocus pocus
If I'm in the trap I stay focused
30 with the switchy so do not provoke this
30 with the switch I keep that shit loaded
Candy paint on the whip that shit candy coated
Don't need a bomb the switch got the glock explodin *boom*
Walk on his block and I pop him
I'm in the street like I don't gotta option
Take his chain then put it up for auction
In the street no rules for me no stoppin
How many bodies you got no comment
Had to stop brodie poppin yerks till he vomit
Ran up a 20 in my sleep now it's time to deposit
His rent stuffed all in my pocket
38 on me he don't want the drama
In his bank no zeros it don't got no commas
M82 in my jeans I stay with the llama
In the trap so many guns they call me osama
Beat the pack ima beat it to a pulp
Caught the opp he was lackin it was not my fault
In the trap so many guns they don't stay in the vault
Get mad shoot stick I ain't smashin guitars
I ain't talking raps when I say bro got the bars
Smoking wax got me right in the stars
Feelin like elon musk how ima go to mars
Straight head taps ain't goin for the body
Stay strapped up I stay with that tommy
New money on me I feel like quanny
Goin quavo flood it out hotel lobby
Popped me two yudda duddas im all in my jam
Pumped up kicks saw the glick and they ran
Stack the money to ceiling do it for the fam
Run up a hunnid in a minute got me feelin like the man
Ima pop out the spot with that shit on me
Him and his crew ain't got shit on my big homie
Said he got cheese but he can't show me
I be rank 1 but at the top it's so damn lonely
Walk in the club now he's actin like he know me
I don't know shit just me and my brodie
I can't be lackin so I stay with that forty
Ima keep winning I love my trophies
Ima keep winnin I love my props
Ima do him dirty if he one of my opps
Ain't wastin no time if I hear the pack drop
Got everything at the trap it's a one stop shop
Spin his block got it lookin like a tornado
God of war got me feelin like I'm kratos
Eatin good like my pasta with the alfredo
Latino plug his name something like pedro
Three plays off a burner in a straight row
Might short him on the pack but I ain't late tho
Makin plays back to back like it's saints row
Call the shots it's a go if I say so
OG Damyan - SAY SO Lyrics
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Pop out the cut did his ass bogus
Make the pack disappear hocus pocus
If I'm in the trap I stay focused
30 with the switchy so do not provoke this
30 with the switch I keep that shit loaded
Candy paint on the whip that shit candy coated
Don't need a bomb the switch got the glock explodin *boom*
Walk on his block and I pop him
I'm in the street like I don't gotta option
Take his chain then put it up for auction
In the street no rules for me no stoppin
How many bodies you got no comment
Had to stop brodie poppin yerks till he vomit
Ran up a 20 in my sleep now it's time to deposit
His rent stuffed all in my pocket
38 on me he don't want the drama
In his bank no zeros it don't got no commas
M82 in my jeans I stay with the llama
In the trap so many guns they call me osama
Beat the pack ima beat it to a pulp
Caught the opp he was lackin it was not my fault
In the trap so many guns they don't stay in the vault
Get mad shoot stick I ain't smashin guitars
I ain't talking raps when I say bro got the bars
Smoking wax got me right in the stars
Feelin like elon musk how ima go to mars
Straight head taps ain't goin for the body
Stay strapped up I stay with that tommy
New money on me I feel like quanny
Goin quavo flood it out hotel lobby
Popped me two yudda duddas im all in my jam
Pumped up kicks saw the glick and they ran
Stack the money to ceiling do it for the fam
Run up a hunnid in a minute got me feelin like the man
Ima pop out the spot with that shit on me
Him and his crew ain't got shit on my big homie
Said he got cheese but he can't show me
I be rank 1 but at the top it's so damn lonely
Walk in the club now he's actin like he know me
I don't know shit just me and my brodie
I can't be lackin so I stay with that forty
Ima keep winning I love my trophies
Ima keep winnin I love my props
Ima do him dirty if he one of my opps
Ain't wastin no time if I hear the pack drop
Got everything at the trap it's a one stop shop
Spin his block got it lookin like a tornado
God of war got me feelin like I'm kratos
Eatin good like my pasta with the alfredo
Latino plug his name something like pedro
Three plays off a burner in a straight row
Might short him on the pack but I ain't late tho
Makin plays back to back like it's saints row
Call the shots it's a go if I say so
Make the pack disappear hocus pocus
If I'm in the trap I stay focused
30 with the switchy so do not provoke this
30 with the switch I keep that shit loaded
Candy paint on the whip that shit candy coated
Don't need a bomb the switch got the glock explodin *boom*
Walk on his block and I pop him
I'm in the street like I don't gotta option
Take his chain then put it up for auction
In the street no rules for me no stoppin
How many bodies you got no comment
Had to stop brodie poppin yerks till he vomit
Ran up a 20 in my sleep now it's time to deposit
His rent stuffed all in my pocket
38 on me he don't want the drama
In his bank no zeros it don't got no commas
M82 in my jeans I stay with the llama
In the trap so many guns they call me osama
Beat the pack ima beat it to a pulp
Caught the opp he was lackin it was not my fault
In the trap so many guns they don't stay in the vault
Get mad shoot stick I ain't smashin guitars
I ain't talking raps when I say bro got the bars
Smoking wax got me right in the stars
Feelin like elon musk how ima go to mars
Straight head taps ain't goin for the body
Stay strapped up I stay with that tommy
New money on me I feel like quanny
Goin quavo flood it out hotel lobby
Popped me two yudda duddas im all in my jam
Pumped up kicks saw the glick and they ran
Stack the money to ceiling do it for the fam
Run up a hunnid in a minute got me feelin like the man
Ima pop out the spot with that shit on me
Him and his crew ain't got shit on my big homie
Said he got cheese but he can't show me
I be rank 1 but at the top it's so damn lonely
Walk in the club now he's actin like he know me
I don't know shit just me and my brodie
I can't be lackin so I stay with that forty
Ima keep winning I love my trophies
Ima keep winnin I love my props
Ima do him dirty if he one of my opps
Ain't wastin no time if I hear the pack drop
Got everything at the trap it's a one stop shop
Spin his block got it lookin like a tornado
God of war got me feelin like I'm kratos
Eatin good like my pasta with the alfredo
Latino plug his name something like pedro
Three plays off a burner in a straight row
Might short him on the pack but I ain't late tho
Makin plays back to back like it's saints row
Call the shots it's a go if I say so
Writer: Damyan Gill, OG Damyan
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid