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otl beezy & f1lthy - hibachi lyrics
[intro]
(wake up, f1lthy)
don’t f_ck with otl, that’s what i’m saying
bombaclaat, motherf_cker get k!lled
blatt, blatt, blatt, blam, blam, blam
[chorus]
d_mn, we just did him so filthy, he can’t wake up (woadie)
why the f_ck you n_ggas hate so much? go get your cake up (you hear me?)
all my opps p_ssy as a b_tch, lil’ woadie fake tough (blatt, blatt)
i’m the type to put them in a casket with some make_up
please, don’t make me swerve up with that cutter and them d cups (skrrt)
chopstick cooking in front of your friends like hibachi (ha)
make a more sit down and i hit tricks with that choppa
only gangsta with his crew, he dying in front of his partners (p_ssy)
[verse]
kick my first dope at thirteen, how about you? (how about you?)
put a rapper in backwood and hide the box in (pah)
boy, you p_ssy, you just act hood, camouflaging (p_ssy)
swerve up on that boy in person, he ain’t want no problems (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
real blooded n_gga, so you know i still shot ’em (blatt, blatt, blatt)
otl beezy, one slimy ass n_gga (slimy ass n_gga)
i be in the a with them rich slime n_ggas (rich slime)
f_ck this rap sh_t, i’m going back to drug dealing (f_ck it)
i might squash the beef and f_ck around and still k!ll you (slime)
i’ma buy two thousand bricks when a n_gga get a million (blatt)
i’m investing in some murders when a n_gga get a million (p_ssy)
i will zip a rapper up and still listen to his music (slime)
how the f_ck n0body died, but you n_ggas always shoot me? (lying)
my lil’ woadie shoot you in the name of love like he cupid (vyoom)
you got guns for instagram, woadie, you don’t ever use it (p_ssy)
got a switch up on that choppa, make you sing like whitney houston (fah_fah_fah_fah)
can’t wait ’til they free [?], he innocent, no, he ain’t do it (free [?])
better not go against the gang, p_ssy b_tch, you must be stupid (stupid ass n_gga)
nowadays everybody acting like some shooters (p_ssy)
’til they really meet a k!ller and he pull up like, “let’s do it” (let’s do it)
got a switch_up on that choppa, make you sing like whitney houston (hee_hee)
shoot that p_ssy n_gga ’til he smell of f_cking booty (p_ssy)
[chorus]
d_mn, we just did him so filthy, he can’t wake up (woadie)
why the f_ck you n_ggas hate so much? go get your cake up (slime)
all my opps p_ssy as a b_tch, lil’ woadie fake tough (blatt)
i’m the type to put them in a casket with that make_up (p_ssy)
please, don’t make me swerve up with that cutter and them d cups (d cups)
chopstick cooking in front his partners like hibachi (hibachi)
make a more sit down and i hit tricks with that choppa (pah, blatt)
[outro]
pah, pah, pah, pah
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