South OK to the west end
I got some bros, but I don't got friends
When we step out, we all dressin
We move to hot, so they wipin they lens
I only got time for the mission
Stay outta my way fore it get too tense
Alright, ok, ok, ok
I knew niggas from the UK,
Gettin money? Touché
I'm gettin to the money, Bobby Boucher
She love sippin D'Ussé
Chillin with my crew, they don't do too much for the pussy
I love a lot of things, forget the bling
For you, I'll get a ring, do anything
Forget a summer fling, I need a winter fling
When we get deep, I make her sing
Peter Pan to these boys, watch me fly high
I'm chillin with the mob, taught em how to tie a tie
These boys be my sons, but I don't ever stop by
My guy, spend that money on the wrong things, don't lie
Stay sleep, it'll stay a dream, my guy
Niggas sleep talkin finna wake up
South OK to the west end
I got some bros, but I don't got friends
When we step out, we all dressin
We move to hot, so they wipin they lens
I only got time for the mission
Stay outta my way fore I get too tense
Alright, ok, ok, ok
Ok
Pullin tricks out my hat like Messi
Hesi, when a Shawty trynna flex me
Messy, she said hey like Jessie
I told her don't call just text me
She talkin real slick don't test me
I got too many flows
The way I spit water right down you hoes
I ain't purchase no garden though
This Shawty like rock, she used to rock a nappy fro
Cut a mohawk she a Seminole
Shawty magnifico
All black, one gun, like tuxedo
Me and my brodie Rastas, we not Migos
South OK to the west end
I got some bros, but I don't got friends
When we step out, we all dressin
We move to hot, so they cover they lens
I only got time for the mission
Stay outta my way fore it get too tense
Alright, ok, ok
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South OK to the west end
I got some bros, but I don't got friends
When we step out, we all dressin
We move to hot, so they wipin they lens
I only got time for the mission
Stay outta my way fore it get too tense
Alright, ok, ok, ok
I knew niggas from the UK,
Gettin money? Touché
I'm gettin to the money, Bobby Boucher
She love sippin D'Ussé
Chillin with my crew, they don't do too much for the pussy
I love a lot of things, forget the bling
For you, I'll get a ring, do anything
Forget a summer fling, I need a winter fling
When we get deep, I make her sing
Peter Pan to these boys, watch me fly high
I'm chillin with the mob, taught em how to tie a tie
These boys be my sons, but I don't ever stop by
My guy, spend that money on the wrong things, don't lie
Stay sleep, it'll stay a dream, my guy
Niggas sleep talkin finna wake up
South OK to the west end
I got some bros, but I don't got friends
When we step out, we all dressin
We move to hot, so they wipin they lens
I only got time for the mission
Stay outta my way fore I get too tense
Alright, ok, ok, ok
Ok
Pullin tricks out my hat like Messi
Hesi, when a Shawty trynna flex me
Messy, she said hey like Jessie
I told her don't call just text me
She talkin real slick don't test me
I got too many flows
The way I spit water right down you hoes
I ain't purchase no garden though
This Shawty like rock, she used to rock a nappy fro
Cut a mohawk she a Seminole
Shawty magnifico
All black, one gun, like tuxedo
Me and my brodie Rastas, we not Migos
South OK to the west end
I got some bros, but I don't got friends
When we step out, we all dressin
We move to hot, so they cover they lens
I only got time for the mission
Stay outta my way fore it get too tense
Alright, ok, ok
I got some bros, but I don't got friends
When we step out, we all dressin
We move to hot, so they wipin they lens
I only got time for the mission
Stay outta my way fore it get too tense
Alright, ok, ok, ok
I knew niggas from the UK,
Gettin money? Touché
I'm gettin to the money, Bobby Boucher
She love sippin D'Ussé
Chillin with my crew, they don't do too much for the pussy
I love a lot of things, forget the bling
For you, I'll get a ring, do anything
Forget a summer fling, I need a winter fling
When we get deep, I make her sing
Peter Pan to these boys, watch me fly high
I'm chillin with the mob, taught em how to tie a tie
These boys be my sons, but I don't ever stop by
My guy, spend that money on the wrong things, don't lie
Stay sleep, it'll stay a dream, my guy
Niggas sleep talkin finna wake up
South OK to the west end
I got some bros, but I don't got friends
When we step out, we all dressin
We move to hot, so they wipin they lens
I only got time for the mission
Stay outta my way fore I get too tense
Alright, ok, ok, ok
Ok
Pullin tricks out my hat like Messi
Hesi, when a Shawty trynna flex me
Messy, she said hey like Jessie
I told her don't call just text me
She talkin real slick don't test me
I got too many flows
The way I spit water right down you hoes
I ain't purchase no garden though
This Shawty like rock, she used to rock a nappy fro
Cut a mohawk she a Seminole
Shawty magnifico
All black, one gun, like tuxedo
Me and my brodie Rastas, we not Migos
South OK to the west end
I got some bros, but I don't got friends
When we step out, we all dressin
We move to hot, so they cover they lens
I only got time for the mission
Stay outta my way fore it get too tense
Alright, ok, ok
Writer: Kenneth Anum
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