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hooligans - obn jay lyrics

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[chorus: obn jay]
look, shorty what the deal is? i’m tryna see waddup wit’ you
tryna touch a million, i’m tryna buy a foreign coupe
stackin’ a lil bread, [?], b-tch we to the roof
pushin’ on the gas, ain’t lettin up, no i ain’t lettin’ loose
bae don’t start today, don’t start the hooligans
grew up ’round them k’s, young n-gg- shootin’ sh-t
movin’ kinda different, but i’m straight, i’m not new to this
i get in the booth and i go ape, i’m wit’ the foolishness

[verse 1: obn jay]
i’ma let you know if it ain’t real and i ain’t feelin’ it
long as i can wake up and can breathe i’ma do my sh-t
head be hurtin’ [?], i’m on codeine, i been sippin’ it
bouncin’ on the beat ’bout some real sh-t, i know you feelin’ this
spend it on my b-tch, i like to buy her what she want
flyin’ out of state, i’m in designer winter coats
luck been kind of bad, i guess i must’ve split the pole
i got a [?], and i cook up another song
head been kind of hurtin’ ’cause my nerves bad
i been tryna stack it, i been grindin’ since last thursday
i remember watching monte carlos come through swervin’
i just thank the lord for everything i been earning

[chorus: obn jay]
look, shorty what the deal is? i’m tryna see waddup wit’ you
tryna touch a million, i’m tryna buy a foreign coupe
stackin’ a lil bread, [?], b-tch we to the roof
pushin’ on the gas, ain’t lettin up, no i ain’t lettin’ loose
bae don’t start today, don’t start the hooligans
grew up ’round them k’s, young n-gg- shootin’ sh-t
movin’ kinda different, but i’m straight, i’m not new to this
i get in the booth and i go ape, i’m wit’ the foolishness

[verse 2: youngboy never broke again]
i got so much larson on my brain, i got pain in my eyes
but say the same prayer, all that i got left
and i’ma bust yo’ brain soon as you n-gg-s try, back to back let them bullets fly
play and i’ma drag you to yo’ death
no question, i went flooded out my hublot, that’s that slime talk
diamonds in my necklace, brick of jiffy, that’s what mine cost
quick to drop a bag to get ’em gone, act like his mind lost
went deep off in the streets, no right or wrong, i cut his time short
jiggaboo came on the road just to bring me a .40 glock
tryna make meechie rap, but all he wanna do is serve the block
4k trey, it’s f-ck the cops
and b-tch free dd out that cell block
tryna cross me, run ‘cross the red dot

- obn jay lyrics

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