hitman - od$ ode lyrics
baby she want her a dealer
but ode a hitman
sh*tbag & kidnap
what he do on the weekend
bring bakk they body in pieces
he moving hot now he freezing
walk by throat shot got him wheezing
that’s how we deal with that treason
flip that whip no need to race
boom that n*gga we on a chase
wack that rat don’t need a casecig
bitxh the demons here
do you see a fear
i bet you see this snare
don’t run don’t be scared
my brothers project babies
ima side block baby
real rich crack babies
pray to drakes & 80’s
shooter spinning with the knokks for me
for the gang he done dropped many
for the kause gotta keep a semi
tht p*ssy told kause he ain’t sitxhy
every drill keep a extra bl!cky
up top me & jackie shiggy
in tha town mac 11 sticky
13*26 beezlyy
fly k!llas maybach brispy
park who park what ?? bixty
jackie on me when i leave the krib
ain’t no way i kould go
i been sold my soul
traded mine for my goals
working hard it’s gon show
go hard for o
i remember the oath
i’m on go till i go
they just do it for the show
they ain’t really gon blow
drop a 4 add o
take a look at the floor
dig em up for some more
they ain’t even onkourt
we been up on the score
so who ready for war
big chop for the brawl
baxk it out & i ball
6 shots i threw 2 more
every spin free throws we score
extortion i need a lil more
real hoolie taking sh*t for the kause
i’ll get a p*ssy boom
tell that n*gga get in tune
yah n*ggas makkin fir the views
rap kappin for the booth
they don’t wanna tell the truth
how they bitxhes really loose
getting krazy off the goose
they ain’t worth no 42
baby she want her a dealer
but ode a hitman
sh*tbag & kidnap
what he do on the weekend
bring bakk they body in pieces
put in some dub on the deacon
he moving hot now he freezing
walk by throat shot got him wheezing
that’s how we deal with that treason
okay okay
wine on me baby juve
we getting lit every tuesday
all of our movies in blu ray
i want it live like boosie
but i ain’t paying for coochie
lil baby think i’m a goofy ( huh)
slipping & sliding she juicy
yeah she know i perform in the coochie
she told me put my thumb in her booty
good girls only f*kk with the hoolies
they might stick up the spot when they moody
strapped up talking sh*t call of duty
we walk up don’t need no mask
faceshotgang scream body bag
last i heard he doing bad
me & bro go bakk to bakk
that’s my twin check all the faxts
still in the trap don’t need no rap
klear da seen then blow a bag
big dutch 2 grams
half a perc & half a xan
for my next murder mini van
slide the door & give em a tan
red flash (gun cl!ck) no scan
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