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the bully market - otm lyrics

[intro: blue pesos]
(forenax, f*ck it up)
(smoov, what’s good, baby?)

[verse 1: blue pesos]
big dog, walk up on a n*gga, ayy, what’s up with you?
lock and load, c*ckin’ back, sticks with the orange chicken
keep the truth alive, it’s obvious that’s the main mission
stinc team, you know we got the bag, you see our chains glowin’
put my bulldogs on a n*gga, he don’t stay focused
draco no love when i’m slidin’, you hear the bass poundin’?
never had to fake it, you know you see it, b*tch, these real diamonds
we gettin’ money, in other words, it’s no fools by me
neck breakdancin’, cold demon, b*tch, i’m too icy
prayin’ out to jesus when i slapped him, had to baptise him
flatline him, exclusive ice on, this from rami
you’s a snitch and a b*tch, why the f*ck you try and wrap him?
what happened to the lil’ johnny? i don’t know, it doesn’t matter
tell the blowers, he the d*ck, i’m eatin’ good, livin’ lavish
big dog, walk up on a n*gga, ayy, what’s up with you?
lock and load, c*ckin’ back, sticks with the orange chicken

[chorus: blue pesos]
bully breaker chop, where you get it? b*tch, the bully market
put my paws on a n*gga with this bulldog like we dog fightin’
quick to put a bully n*gga on the menu, this the bully market
bulldogs, put my dogs on him, i don’t do violence
bully breaker chop, where you get it? b*tch, the bully market
put my paws on a n*gga with this bulldog like we dog fightin’
quick to put a bully n*gga on the menu, this the bully market
bulldogs, put my dogs on him, i don’t do violence
sh*t
bully breaker chop, where you get it? b*tch, the bully market
bully breaker chop, where you get it? b*tch, the bully market
[verse 2: duffy]
bring the big dogs out, this the bully market
chrome hearted, i won’t feel bad, we can get started
‘wood sparker, n*gga, come and be this bully breaker target
p*ssed off ’cause he ain’t f*ckin’ with us, i’m just bein’ honest
bust opps, gang and them got big ice, buffs, cartis
lock and load, pippy long on me, pullin’ all*nighters
stincs for the win, bummy n*gga, you should stop tryin’
yeah, i seen his post, but don’t reply, i’m finna flatline him
go fetch, yeah, go find him, chipped him, he’s no longer
broke n*ggas mad at the team, hmm, no wonder
you ain’t in the streets if you ain’t never been outnumbered
no cloudy pieces, but my neck lightning and thunder
left a fat puddle, bled the block, throw some sh*lls at him
put my dogs on him, p*ssy n*gga shouldn’t have stared at me
nina ross on me, make a n*gga hit the cat daddy
paw prints at his b*tch house, now he mad at me, n*gga

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