OH LORD Lyrics

I'm back again, we spinning back again, new opp pack reel Them in my closest friend

Might be my weapon man, I mean I'm really saying, don't trust me friend, I might just

slime you out to get up closer, then, I lean his ass, and rock em bye you sleep, Ba don't

Bother kid, 556 done cleared his top like damn, big ass carbon kit, I'm walking

With a lamp, my stick keep poking, I said don't bother kid, my senses booted up, I

Popped this x god damn I am rolling kid on high alert, I saw his shoulder jerk, we got

To hittin shit like bang bang, what it is you want do, I got my button flipped, we glockied

up, move wrong, we switch it up, see see you shaking up, this real magic, just watch I, grab my fire

Head tap em he rising up, don't play with me, I'll have your fucking mama at the

Alter whining why they take my baby, look here lady, grab a gun, they dying, suit

And tie his ass was casket fresh, pussy boy got boxed up, we lamp and wait, jump out and let

It spray, ha ha bitch I'm Freddy, we cracking pans, hop out that four door spraying

You gone his brains, spaghetti , oh lord, oh lord, man why, oh lord, a dead nigga, sent

Him to the sky, oh lord, oh lord, where the fuck he going, oh lord, oh lord, send his

Ass to hell, gone, I sound like Teeski , how I yell out, bail, it's another one, the opposition

Looking over frail, peekaboo, yo ass don't be outside, you love the story tell

You can't gas me bitch, I ain't no shorty, you a catch a shell, glock get mad bitch

It'll get to blazing like it's Tony Snell, Mr. Bucks I call my man homie, he on the paper

Trail, CTB that shit just tatted on me, you think I was born to fail, I'm a gangster and

A real survivor, some like a 50 tail, my drac look like a kendo stick, in other words

Nigga it's big as hell, chop chop blow you kiss and if it don't like you bitch it get

To cursing, I'm the leader nigga, don't nobody wanna see you Otis, put the chop right to

The peephole, nigga this your final notice, I walk the beat down, I talk crazy and I pop

My shit, no Drewski live, you think this shit funny, you think this shit a game, these young

Niggas shooting three straight at ya top just like they Danny Grange, drop the boy get up

Close look him in his ass what was the nigga saying, oh lord, oh lord, man why, oh lord

He sent me to the sky, oh lord, oh lord, man I'm gone, oh lord, oh lord his ass sent me home