Oh Oh

Oh-oh, oh-oh

It sound like, "Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh" (It sound like, uh)

It sound like, "Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh" (Uh, yeah)

Uh, uh (Ayo Larri, this shi fye)

Hair untied, I rock out with it

Gen5 Glock extended

Shells fly, pop out, hit him

Mans slide, hop out with 'em

Anytime you pop, I'm with it

Show me how you rock, I'll witness

We gon' throw that lob like Clippers

And we caught a slack, Doc Rivers

It sang like, "Oh-oh-whoa-whoa-whoa-oh, whoa"

One call away and I'm gon' blow-woah-oh like, "Oh-oh-whoa-whoa-whoa-oh, whoa"

You never know when it's time to go

Hop out a rented van, blowin' like a fan, 'til that glizzy jam 'cause it's hot

He think he got a chance, run him out his pants, dump until he land when he shot

I need a big advance for a lot of bands, if you want my fans in your spot

Whip it, I put my hands in the pot, instruments playin' jazz with a Glock

It sound like, "Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh" (Sound likе, sound like)

When them shots firеd, blowing 50 rounds 'til that opp died

Let that glizzy pound at the stop sign like, "Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh" (Stop sign like, stop sign like)

Now it's block-fried, like Billie Jean, she is not mine, let out plenty steam when I pop out

Hair untied, I rock out with it

Gen5 Glock extended

Shells fly, pop out, hit him

Mans slide, hop out with 'em

Anytime you pop, I'm with it

Show me how you rock, I'll witness

We gon' throw that lob like Clippers

And we caught a slack, Doc Rivers

It sang like, "Oh-oh-whoa-whoa-whoa-oh, whoa"

One call away and I'm gon' blow-woah-oh like, "Oh-oh-whoa-whoa-whoa-oh, whoa"

You never know when it's time to go

They know when niggas be tremblin', **** it, I might have Lil Twisy go finish 'em off

Hollow tips eat at his skin, when it hit 'em I'm watching these bullets diminish him, uh

They tired of me, no Michelin, huh

Fired at me, shit boosted my adrenaline up

I'm what they trying to be, don't be crying to me if it's not for my benefit, uh

I ain't had no one inspirin' me, kept an eye on the green, now I'm livin' it up

I keep that iron on me, gotta ride with the heat, when I'm up and I'm blickin' this song (Blickin' this song, blickin' this song)

When we hit him it's tough

How many spinned? F.N. and glizzy enough

I ain't showin' no pity, just fell in love with slugs

Hair untied, I rock out with it

Gen5 Glock extended

Shells fly, pop out, hit him

Mans slide, hop out with 'em

Anytime you pop, I'm with it

Show me how you rock, I'll witness

We gon' throw that lob like Clippers

And we caught a slack, Doc Rivers

It sang like, "Oh-oh-whoa-whoa-whoa-oh, whoa"

One call away and I'm gon' blow-woah-oh like, "Oh-oh-whoa-whoa-whoa-oh, whoa"

You never know when it's time to go