Listen to Odds In My Favor (feat. Ethan Baltazar) by Aldana

Odds In My Favor (feat. Ethan Baltazar)

Aldana

Hip-Hop/Rap

Lyrics

If I got a problem I'm sticking around in the mud I won't move til it's solved I make shorty sick in the tummy 'cuz I'm going dummy and they lookin appalled I'm chillin with friends they tuckin a 10 hold up Opportunity just called 'Cuz I got a tip on some starts for the market I said it's bout time that I balled Bitch Bitches is rancid they carry diseases She got an arch like she doing trapezes I keep forgetting to pray to Jesus Probably why all the evil repeatin She give me brain like she dissecting I'm trynna make this shit work I'm netting Odds in my favor 'lil homie I'm betting Odds in my favor I'm-hold up There's this one fucker he getting to me if I get him alone he get tech and a 9 I told her that I want 10 minutes with her once but I saw that ass I need extra time Grindin and bumpin we both in the backseat we making love like we both gonna die Mascara be running I'm pulling her bun and she tell me she love it when I get inside All of them basic im going thru s shit But i promise I'm aiming it right at the top These bitches is hating we isn't relating it's clear that you blatantly selling out shop Ice on her neck and this ice on her wrist need a chauffeur carrying a mop We roll up on you middle of day But all that you hear is that chamber go pop Bitch don't need you hoes don't need you fakers Heart bleed gold like LA lakers You read that shit on the paper? Huh huh I sent em to go meet their maker 25k my rent 15k I spent On jewelry hoes clothes and mo All of em boutta get bent Yo, ain't no way this 150, 5'9, skinny ass, curly fry, looking ass, head ass, talking bout me bro B-B-Bitch Bitches is rancid they carry diseases She got an arch like she doing trapezes I keep forgetting to pray to Jesus Probably why all the evil repeatin She give me brain like she dissecting I'm trynna make this shit work I'm netting Odds in my favor 'lil homie I'm betting Odds in my favor I'm-hold up There's this one fucker he getting to me if I get him alone he get tech and a 9 I told her that I want 10 minutes with her once but I saw that ass I need extra time Grindin and bumpin we both in the backseat we making love like we both gonna die Mascara be running I'm pulling her bun and she tell me she love it when I get inside uh Damn
Writer(s): Anthony Aldana Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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