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so what you sayin - otm lyrics

[verse 1: blue pesos]
or kim juan, i just sent him to j*pan
sue yung chillin’, got the chicken in the pan
he said he [?] k!llers, do you [?] man (ayo, t, run that sh*t up)
talk sl!ck or act stupid, get this n*gga flu flammed
n*gga, huh, that was disgustin’
all these n*ggas hate ’cause they ain’t never touchin’ money
they ain’t never seen no uchies, they too focused on the groupies
you love your life, do you really wanna lose it?

[chorus: blue pesos]
so you sayin’ you gon’ shoot it ’til it jam? (n*gga)
so you sayin’ you gon’ strip him in front of his fans? (sh*t)
so you sayin’ you gon’ rob me, that’s the plan? (n*gga)
holdin’ d*ck, i’ll never understand
so you sayin’ you gon’ shoot it ’til it jam? (sh*t)
so you sayin’ you gon’ strip him in front of his fans?
so you sayin’ you gon’ rob me, that’s the plan? (n*gga)
holdin’ d*ck, i’ll never understand
yeah
so you sayin’ you gon’ shoot it ’til it jam, n*gga?
so you sayin’ you gon’ strip him in front of his fans? n*gga
so you sayin’ you gon’ rob me, that’s thе plan? n*gga
holdin’ d*ck, i’ll never understand

[verse 2: duffy]
all thеse pops on my knots, i’m runnin’ out of rubber bands
ran into a tough n*gga, turned him into peter pan
left glock in goo lagoon, somewhere buried in the sand
all these n*ggas act like b*tches, i’ll never understand
you’ll never see my fam hangin’ with some lame broke n*ggas
speak on drakeo name, he r*t*rded, bro, what’s wrong with us?
guess we gotta show n*ggas, we ain’t on no goofy sh*t
shots by his head got his taper lookin’ super crisp
this n*gga really thought the gang was finna fold and quit?
too greedy stincs, yeah, we all hood trophies, b*tch
i don’t get it, i can’t figure out why n*ggas always holdin’ d*ck
who this n*gga right here at the light? let me clutch my stick
in and out of mei ling’s quick, knock*knock, then dip
fightway, poured off some tris, just crashed my whip
eatin’ on some ruth chris steak, just bit my lip
any n*gga tryna wave ride, we gon’ sink that ship
n*gga
who this n*gga right here lookin’ stupid with balled up fists?
both of my b*tches got nicknames, it’s nina and pip
man, his new benz a tech deck, his whip got flipped
[chorus: blue pesos]
so you sayin’ you gon’ shoot it ’til it jam? (n*gga)
so you sayin’ you gon’ strip him in front of his fans? (sh*t)
so you sayin’ you gon’ rob me, that’s the plan? (n*gga)
holdin’ d*ck, i’ll never understand
so you sayin’ you gon’ shoot it ’til it jam? (sh*t)
so you sayin’ you gon’ strip him in front of his fans?
so you sayin’ you gon’ rob me, that’s the plan? (n*gga)
holdin’ d*ck, i’ll never understand
yeah
so you sayin’ you gon’ shoot it ’til it jam, n*gga?
so you sayin’ you gon’ strip him in front of his fans? n*gga
so you sayin’ you gon’ rob me, that’s the plan? n*gga
holdin’ d*ck, i’ll never understand, sh*t

[outro: blue pesos]
n*gga, these n*ggas just weird as f*ck
ceos of hold d*ck entertainment, n*gga
all these n*ggas weird
dead homies, these n*ggas’ll do anything for the clout
the money, n*gga, the fame, n*gga
these n*ggas just weird, bro, get a life, bro
n*gga
so you sayin’ you gon’ shoot it ’til it jam, n*gga?
i swear to god, bro, these n*ggas be hatin’, bro
’cause these n*ggas ain’t touchin’ no uchies, bro
and your b*tch ain’t givin’ you no p*ssy, bro
f*ck
holdin’ d*ck, i’ll never understand, b*tch
long live drakeo

- otm lyrics

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