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I get it, we get it
Yeah
OTL, nigga
Osama Twin Lammas
All that shit y'all niggas be talkin' 'bout
Man, we already did that
We did it, we did it
Cookin' work up on the stove
We did it, we did it
Fuckin' bitches, gettin' dough
We did it, we did it
Turnin' up with my bros
We did it, we did it
Outchea doin' what we supposed'
We did it, we did it
We love money, never told
We did it, we did it
We just love the life that we chose
We did it, we did it
Turnin' up with my bros
Fuck them niggas, man they do the most
Never lackin', gotta keep my toast
Y'all was walkin' 'round, naked broke
I was hand to hand with the coke
Chopper on me floatin', I'm in the back seat
I'm about to hop out and weigh this shit
Watch niggas run like a track
Me and my niggas doin' shootings in designer clothes
Cookin' clips dropped that's Geronimo
You got to get up on them niggas hit 'em up close
A hunnid real niggas get the utmost
Only real killers get the utmost
Only real dealers get the utmost
You out here sellin' bricks you get the utmost
Never told never snitched, you get the utmost
Handlin' your bitch, you get the utmost
Takin' care of your kids, you get the utmost
In the kitchen whippin', got a mean arm
Give me couple minutes then the works done
Cookin' crack up in the kitchen
Hittin' numbers, shit I did it
Arm & Hammer baking soda, Pyrex the vision
Nigga we did it
We did it, we did it
Cookin' work up on the stove
We did it, we did it
Fuckin' bitches, gettin' dough
We did it, we did it
Turnin' up with my bros
We did it, we did it
Outchea doin' what we supposed'
We did it, we did it
We love money, never told
We did it, we did it
We just love the life that we chose
We did it, we did it
Turnin' up with my bros
Celebrate with a pint of high tech
Couple cars notes around my neck
Heard your baby momma she a virgin, fuck around and you know I hit
Omelly boy, this is my shit
No deal 'til we fly private
Boy we litty forever, ain't no dry shit
How you savage and you dry snitch?
Make me bring the 6 out make me bring sticks out
Bitches suckin' dick now, broke boy sit down
Boy I'm so rich now, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I ain't with that fly shit, I get fly shit
Hype bitch, trap outta hydrant now my diamonds hydrant
Ten toes down, you might switch
Look at my diamonds, hit the light switch
Ran from the plug two times
They say that I'm flight risk
They don't wanna believe me no more
I'm at the top, they won't leave me no more
I make it easy some more
We did it, we did it
Cookin' work up on the stove
We did it, we did it
Fuckin' bitches, gettin' dough
We did it, we did it
Turnin' up with my bros
We did it, we did it
Outchea doin' what we supposed'
We did it, we did it
We love money, never told
We did it, we did it
We just love the life that we chose
We did it, we did it
Turnin' up with my bros