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ots - theyunggod lyrics

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[intro: uffy lane snyder]
i put my whole city on a bean
what they give me in return? sh-t, we ’bout to see
they wasn’t tryna hit me at first, now they m-th-f-ckin’ mascots on the team
and my hair getting longer, super saiyan iii in civilian fatigues
girl, when exactly didn’t you realize that these other rappers ain’t f-ckin’ with me? hold up!
b-tch! hold my two apple iphones sh-t, i’m ’bout to pour up
sl-t, i don’t really give a f-ck about what any y’all think of my love
uffy, with his plug in the city she was born and raised in, i’m ’bout to blow up
i swear to god, i pray to god that shawty don’t end up regretting this sh-t too much

[verse 1: the yung god]
f-ck your main b-tch ots, when i wake up, when i wake up
off my mirror she snort them lines, in the same she fix her makeup
making music till i die, poppin’ beans i’m gettin’ high
gettin’-gettin’-gettin’ high, sellin’ drugs up on the side (up on the side)
i don’t give a f-ck, making noise, that heavy metal
in all black, tyg, high as f-ck on heaven’s level
noddin’, b-tch, i’m noddin’ (uh!), not nearly high as them
i’m okay, they okay, smokin’ a’s, and k’s, and m’s
slippin’ in and out of consciousness
sellin’, got no common sense, i don’t fear a consequence
they need us like oxygen, she just want a part of me
bout to get a mask and strong-arm a f-ckin’ pharmacy
iphone full of raps, iphone full of contacts
iphone full of naked b-tches lookin’ for them contracts
she just want those pills, pop three, smoke one
on a m-th-f-ckin’ norco, make me c-m before i’m numb, uh

[hook: the yung god]
on the side
ots (yeah hoe!), ots (yeah hoe!)
on the side
ots (yeah hoe!), ots (uhh!)
on the side
i move that work up on the side, hit your main b-tch on the side
on the side
i get it, yeah, i get it
i’m with it, yeah, i’m with it, i flip it, then i spend it
ots (yeah hoe!, yeah hoe!)
on the side, on the side
i move that work up on the side
ots, ots
f-ck it, they know how we ride (yeah hoe!)

[verse 2: ylti]
i’m a dropout, i’m a pothead, i’m a loser
but, b-tch i’m ylti whoa, so i’ll never lose her
sky’s a hoe, but i’m past that sh-t
and, everyone that say i ain’t past that sh-t
you’re always the one that brings it up
i’d rather roll one and never p-ss that sh-t
she used to be so live on sat-rday night
i touch her b-tt, i’m peyton manning, she’s jeff sat-rday… hike!
i got oil, lucas stadium, tony grungy, see through you, atrium
i let her grow, she never spoiled, her p-ssy too hot but never boiled
but now i’m too hot, she left the stove on
the house burnt down cause of all the fire conversations
ounce burnt down, we have a fire conversation
don’t count me out, don’t count me out
i’m-i’m so high, she on the side my eyes are on the f-ckin’ prize
no longer on the f-ckin’ sky, i’m living too stoned, stuck in time
she show her t-ts like “please honk for us”
yellows like a tonka truck
hot wheels logo to the weed (uh)
make me go unconscious (uh)
high up like a monster truck
smoke loud, louder than a monster truck
so, please buckle up, i don’t wanna lose ya

[hook]
on the side
ots (yeah hoe!), ots (yeah hoe!)
on the side
ots (yeah hoe!), ots (uhh!)
on the side
i move that work up on the side, hit your main b-tch on the side
on the side
i get it, yeah, i get it
i’m with it, yeah, i’m with it, i flip it, then i spend it
ots (yeah hoe!, yeah hoe!)
on the side, on the side
i move that work up on the side
ots, ots
f-ck it, they know how we ride (yeah hoe!)

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