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rell vert - what it was lyrics

[hook]
ten o’clock out looking for opps
they all on they block d_mn we gone punish ‘em
glock got switchy with a fifty
he got caught boy what is you running for
foe nem got two sticks
they play them b_tches more than a drummer
when i’m in the raq ride like obama
big ass guns like we osama

[verse 1]
shout out lost his mama that sh_t crazy
d_mn we tired of drama
i keep popping percs, can’t feel my head
d_mn i’m tired of trauma
we was on they ass for the whole week
? whole summer
now labels love to write checks with commas
still i hate the b_tch wish i wore a condom
ain’t got my sh_t together i’m just being honest
chasing aftеr coins like that n_gga sonic
he ain’t did a drill watch the n_gga vomit
n_ggas ain’t rеal feel it in my stomach
i be telling the truth stop me when i’m fronting
she only love me when i’m in her stomach
name a hoe who real, man these b_tches nothing
i can never cuff ‘em i just wanna f_ck ‘em
[hook]
ten o’clock out looking for opps
they all on they block d_mn we gone punish ‘em
glock got switchy with a fifty
he got caught boy what is you running for
foe nem got two sticks
they play them b_tches more than a drummer
when i’m in the raq ride like obama
big ass guns like we osama

[verse 2]
two opps got caught that’s two _ nothing
lost my dawg so it’s a red summer
fall for anything, stand for nothing
got my gun in public i’ll bust it
i shoot first ain’t with the clutching
stay in the crib ain’t with the clubbing
pop on the block i’m with the thugs then
lost my bro i need a hug then
love my bro, go up, you touch him
we k!ll sh_t ain’t with the fussing
wipe some baby ass in public
i been chasing after money
b_tch i got that sack no fumbling
he don’t talk loud he be mumbling
he don’t shoot guns he be running
get back gang you know we coming
neck on froze you know i’m stunting
plus i got some blue hundreds
_got a gun ain’t shoot nothing
i’m the type to buy your boo something
say we into it n_gga do something
he too tough better loose up
they can’t wait for me to screw up
still a bad boy but grew up
[hook] x2
ten o’clock out looking for opps
they all on they block d_mn we gone punish ‘em
glock got switchy with a fifty
he got caught boy what is you running for
foe nem got two sticks
they play them b_tches more than a drummer
when i’m in the raq ride like obama
big ass guns like we osama

- rell vert

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