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OsamaSon
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Ju-juggin' and finessin'
Ra-ran off on the plug, hit my phone and now you stressin'
Ask your ho if she get the message
I been gone, I'll count my blessings
Stack it, and teach lessons, and I can't do in my 11's
Pu-put a thirty in the clip, yeah, I got a lethal weapon
I make Glocks flip, bet this chop will get you left
Cook shit up, do it like Jeff
Yeah, Osama do it best
I got tattoo's on my neck
When I walk in, look like flex
When I walk in, smell like sex
Got that check, I'm breaking necks
TDF, do it the best, I said, "TDF, you next"
Jump out gym, like yes
Bitch, I'm blocking stress
Like, why they at my neck?
Got a X up on my chest
Bet I'ma conquer everything, then I'ma go straight checks
I'ma knock him off on everything, now the opp blessed
I've been catching plays, nigga, feel like ten days
I've been leaning in the A
I ain't drank shit, I ain't ate
I could put your ho in Figure 8's
I ai-I ain't got no cape and Osama save the day
I got Dior cologne on, your ho sniff, gon' fuck her brain
Hold up, I got geeked up, hoes eating dick for days
I get chips, no Frito Lay
I've been thugging to the page
Ju-jugg and move out my way, boy, I'll ruin your day
Bitch, I'm Lil O, what you doing today?
Bitch, I-, bitch, I give no fuck 'cause I flex more than your pay
I just poured a eight, ye-yeah, I'm feeling great
I got fan hoes on my dick, man, I'm okay
When I ran up in the day
You won't see 'til you eighty-eight
Pockets dumb like 808
Yeah, yeah, okay
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