I'm not tryna f*ck, just give me head, hoe
Early morning, I was countin' up that bread, hoe
Let you live, but I remember what you said, though
Tryna kick it with me now, but where was you when I was dead broke
Slidin' in this coupe, codeine in my cup
I just dropped the roof, keep this blicky tucked
Two hoes on my dick, I can't make this up
This a Russian stick, you ain't takin' none
Yeah, brand new four of mud, codeine in my lungs
Got too high off perkys, yeah, that nigga started speakin' tongues
Pushin' the pack through the mail, I can't even do it that brick gon' weigh a ton
Keepin' that fire on my hip, I walk inside this bitch with two guns
Liv & Maddie, yeah, yeah, might f*ck on a baddie
Took her ass down to sacks, bitch, think she livin' lavish
Niggas tryna play games with us, so I'ma cause some f*ckin' havoc
Yeah, cause some f*ckin' havoc
Yo, bitch like to hit my room and do gym-f*ckin' nastics
I'm not tryna f*ck, just give me head, hoe
Early morning, I was countin' up that bread, hoe
Let you live, but I remember what you said, though
Tryna kick it with me now, but where was you when I was dead broke
Slidin' in this coupe, codeine in my cup
I just dropped the roof, keep this blicky tucked
Two hoes on my dick, I can't make this up
This a Russian stick, you ain't takin' none
Pullin' up, we causin' havoc, 10K, that's just on a jacket
We pop out, we spinnin' in traffic, got Rick Owen boots, I'm callin' it fashion
You know who 4K is, I hopped on a song and I made it a classic
1K, 2K, 5K, 10K, my boys, they livin' lavish
Pull up, yeah, we dashin, I'm mister make it happen
I'm at the top and you at the bottom, we might as well make it a fraction
Keep talkin' to bro like he got motion, I told him just put it in action
My fits so calm, I post on the gram, man, I don't need no caption
Yeah, he dead broke
He ain't got no money, cause he dead broke
Early morning, I was countin' up that bread, hoe
Let you live, but I remember what you said, though
Tryna kick it with me, but where was you when I was dead broke
Slidin' in this coupe, codeine in my cup
I just dropped the roof, keep this blicky tucked
Two hoes on my dick, I can't make this up
This a Russian stick, you ain't takin' none
Oxho - Castlevania (feat. LuvC4 & 4K DUBB) Lyrics
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I'm not tryna f*ck, just give me head, hoe
Early morning, I was countin' up that bread, hoe
Let you live, but I remember what you said, though
Tryna kick it with me now, but where was you when I was dead broke
Slidin' in this coupe, codeine in my cup
I just dropped the roof, keep this blicky tucked
Two hoes on my dick, I can't make this up
This a Russian stick, you ain't takin' none
Yeah, brand new four of mud, codeine in my lungs
Got too high off perkys, yeah, that nigga started speakin' tongues
Pushin' the pack through the mail, I can't even do it that brick gon' weigh a ton
Keepin' that fire on my hip, I walk inside this bitch with two guns
Liv & Maddie, yeah, yeah, might f*ck on a baddie
Took her ass down to sacks, bitch, think she livin' lavish
Niggas tryna play games with us, so I'ma cause some f*ckin' havoc
Yeah, cause some f*ckin' havoc
Yo, bitch like to hit my room and do gym-f*ckin' nastics
I'm not tryna f*ck, just give me head, hoe
Early morning, I was countin' up that bread, hoe
Let you live, but I remember what you said, though
Tryna kick it with me now, but where was you when I was dead broke
Slidin' in this coupe, codeine in my cup
I just dropped the roof, keep this blicky tucked
Two hoes on my dick, I can't make this up
This a Russian stick, you ain't takin' none
Pullin' up, we causin' havoc, 10K, that's just on a jacket
We pop out, we spinnin' in traffic, got Rick Owen boots, I'm callin' it fashion
You know who 4K is, I hopped on a song and I made it a classic
1K, 2K, 5K, 10K, my boys, they livin' lavish
Pull up, yeah, we dashin, I'm mister make it happen
I'm at the top and you at the bottom, we might as well make it a fraction
Keep talkin' to bro like he got motion, I told him just put it in action
My fits so calm, I post on the gram, man, I don't need no caption
Yeah, he dead broke
He ain't got no money, cause he dead broke
Early morning, I was countin' up that bread, hoe
Let you live, but I remember what you said, though
Tryna kick it with me, but where was you when I was dead broke
Slidin' in this coupe, codeine in my cup
I just dropped the roof, keep this blicky tucked
Two hoes on my dick, I can't make this up
This a Russian stick, you ain't takin' none
Early morning, I was countin' up that bread, hoe
Let you live, but I remember what you said, though
Tryna kick it with me now, but where was you when I was dead broke
Slidin' in this coupe, codeine in my cup
I just dropped the roof, keep this blicky tucked
Two hoes on my dick, I can't make this up
This a Russian stick, you ain't takin' none
Yeah, brand new four of mud, codeine in my lungs
Got too high off perkys, yeah, that nigga started speakin' tongues
Pushin' the pack through the mail, I can't even do it that brick gon' weigh a ton
Keepin' that fire on my hip, I walk inside this bitch with two guns
Liv & Maddie, yeah, yeah, might f*ck on a baddie
Took her ass down to sacks, bitch, think she livin' lavish
Niggas tryna play games with us, so I'ma cause some f*ckin' havoc
Yeah, cause some f*ckin' havoc
Yo, bitch like to hit my room and do gym-f*ckin' nastics
I'm not tryna f*ck, just give me head, hoe
Early morning, I was countin' up that bread, hoe
Let you live, but I remember what you said, though
Tryna kick it with me now, but where was you when I was dead broke
Slidin' in this coupe, codeine in my cup
I just dropped the roof, keep this blicky tucked
Two hoes on my dick, I can't make this up
This a Russian stick, you ain't takin' none
Pullin' up, we causin' havoc, 10K, that's just on a jacket
We pop out, we spinnin' in traffic, got Rick Owen boots, I'm callin' it fashion
You know who 4K is, I hopped on a song and I made it a classic
1K, 2K, 5K, 10K, my boys, they livin' lavish
Pull up, yeah, we dashin, I'm mister make it happen
I'm at the top and you at the bottom, we might as well make it a fraction
Keep talkin' to bro like he got motion, I told him just put it in action
My fits so calm, I post on the gram, man, I don't need no caption
Yeah, he dead broke
He ain't got no money, cause he dead broke
Early morning, I was countin' up that bread, hoe
Let you live, but I remember what you said, though
Tryna kick it with me, but where was you when I was dead broke
Slidin' in this coupe, codeine in my cup
I just dropped the roof, keep this blicky tucked
Two hoes on my dick, I can't make this up
This a Russian stick, you ain't takin' none
Writer: Corey Walker, Kahlil Ford, Charles Allen
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: Oxho
Language: English
Length: 2:36
Written by: Corey Walker, Kahlil Ford, Charles Allen