OTL (feat. Chappoxx & RelicRhymes)

Man these hoes trynna be my main But i can't let it She top off the gang but got feelings for me Damn that bitch buggin I can't give no time to hoes I got me a shawty on low Yeah I got a shawty on the low I got a shawty on the low I got a shawty on the low I got a shawty on the low I got a shawty on the low I got a shawty on the low I got a shawty on the low I got a shawty on the low I got a shawty on the low I keep shawty on the low She gonna shake it drop it low Imma break her back bone Complications With a hoe She wanna be serious I kill that pussy then bury it New whip got horses no chariot I bought that ring but won't marry her I bought a ring and won't marry her I bought a ring for myself Shining from head to my toes All of her ex's be mad while they look at me Bitch i stack Cuban on Cuban 3 tone I like the rose gold And i got bands So much they sticks out my pants Bitch i got hands I am not scared of your mans Pull up on em huh Bitch I'm a dog need a vet Feel like I'm x I love it When they run Ready get set Imma go run for a check Imma make haters upset So upset that they wanna kill me I got racks All of your bitches they feeling my swag Marathon run and I'm never the last Never the last These hoes trynna cap I get in my bag Man these hoes trynna be my main But i can't let it She top off the gang but got feelings for me Yeah that bitch buggin I can't give no time to hoes I got me a shawty on low Yeah I got a shawty on the low I got a shawty on the low I got a shawty on the low I got a shawty on the low I got a shawty on the low I got a shawty on the low I got a shawty on the low I got a shawty on the low I got a shawty on the low The haters is watching, they always be plotting And I'm not a fan of it You know I be poppin I never be stoppin They ain't seen the half of it You know I be on it, got coins like I'm sonic I'm chasing the dividends They say I'm demonic, I'm smokin the chronic These rappers is mannequins Bitch bitch Motherfuckers wanna talk I ain't gonna let em talk Whatcha think this is the stu? Nah bitch this the street I got the heat Put your mama in the sheets She gonna pull up wit me That is a fact I got the Mac and you look at me funny This lil Bitch face is gonna go splat Im in the back and I'm counting this money When you walkin in say hello to my slatts uh My dinner gourmet if the steak isn't good Then you know I be sending it back Man fuck whatchu say, you a fake, you a lame And I'm fucking your bitch from the back Man fuck whatchu say, you a fake, you a lame And I'm fucking your bitch from the back Damn I got a shawty on the low I got a shawty on the low I got a shawty on the low I got a shawty on the low I got a shawty on the low I got a shawty on the low I got a shawty on the low I got a shawty on the low I got a shawty on the low