P.O.

Album cover art for "P.O." by Lil Jairmy & OTB Fastlane

Lil Jairmy & OTB Fastlane - Rap

P.O.

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[Intro: Lil Jairmy] (Chamberlain, he's got it) Yeah, yeah What's goin' on? Yeah [Verse 1: Lil Jairmy] Just got a call that they switched my P.O., fuck it, I'm takin' it slow, huh (Damn) Sippin' on drank and I poured me a four, fuck it, let's drink us some more, yeah Rappers been askin' what Jairmy been doin', somewhere probably hittin' your ho (For sure) I gotta drop 'cause the streets want some more, clutch my Glock, hear a knock at the door Choppin' up blocks, I been watchin' the clock Most these niggas be cops and I already know I never act flaw, I just fuck 'round and stop But I'm back on that shit, back in that mode (I'm back) Fuck a rap buddy, I'm comin' for everybody (Yeah) I been passin' out money to everybody (Yeah) Took that shit to the chin and I kept smilin' Took my team to thе top like I'm Pat Riley (Yeah) I can run through a million with no problеm I can rock all my jewelry 'round real robbers (Gas God) Keep that strap on my lap, not the glove department (Woo) I come through, flood your city with real water (Fool) Bitch, I been gettin' M's, niggas just started (Fool) Put that glizzy on him, I'm so cold-hearted (Fool) Bought my mom a new Benz, it ain't no shortage I ain't drop, but still winnin' like Playboi Carti (Fool) Lot of fifties and twenties, they organized You get killed just for touchin' a friend of mine (What?) I done been through them losses a thousand times I'm in Oakland, a whole lot of pounds dryin' (Fuck) Strictly business, ain't no way I can compromise Gucci switch on the Glock, that bitch customized All these niggas turn bitches at wartime All the Benjis, just sit 'em right to the side (Say what?) [Chorus: Lil Jairmy] Yeah, yeah, all the Benjis, just sit 'em right to the side (Woo) Take the singles and throw that shit in the sky Save the fifties and twenties, just spend the fives, yeah Yeah, yeah, all the Benjis, just sit 'em right to the side I done ran through a million too many times All the Benjis, just sit 'em right to the side, nigga Yeah, yeah, all the Benjis, just sit 'em right to the side (Count up) Split the twenties, we stackin' 'em knee-high (Yeah) All the fifties, I save 'em and spend the fives (Nigga) Damn, yeah (Fuck nigga), all the Benjis, just sit 'em right to the side All the Benjis, just sit 'em right to the side All the Benjis, just sit 'em right to the side [Verse 2: OTB Fastlane & Lil Jairmy] Get this money myself, I don't need a ho (Yeah, count up) Nigga play and get heat up like Pizza Rolls If you ain't tell it, then how your lil' people know? Don't give a damn about your cousin, your people go Rap got slow, niggas switched up on me Went on a play, nigga bitched up on me In the hood every day with a stick up on me Ayy, if the nigga ain't right, then I ain't fuckin' with homie Uh, put the hundreds and fifties right to the side Come rush me for P's, but can't rush the vibe (Can't rush the vibe, Rando) You a snake and you show that shit in your eyes Put my life on the line when Lil Nut died Fire just turned up, Backwood burnt up Chopper on deck, nigga, I don't give no fucks If you bring a slut to the block 'round a hundred-some niggas Then you know that you gon' get your ho fucked Game, still got it soaked up, traphouse yoked up Swole like I'm pushin' that floor up Friendly-ass niggas tryna come to our section in the club Nigga, you don't even know us Put watches on hoes like they ain't shit (Lu) Rappers cool and they jam, but they ain't this (Lu) Droppin' hit after hit and I ain't miss Bitch, it's blood on my hands, so I can't quit, Luskii [Chorus: Lil Jairmy] Yeah, yeah, all the Benjis, just sit 'em right to the side (Woo) Take the singles and throw that shit in the sky Save the fifties and twenties, just spend the fives, yeah Yeah, yeah, all the Benjis, just sit 'em right to the side I done ran through a million too many times All the Benjis, just sit 'em right to the side, nigga Yeah, yeah, all the Benjis, just sit 'em right to the side (Count up) Split the twenties, we stackin' 'em knee-high (Yeah) All the fifties, I save 'em and spend the fives (Nigga) Damn, yeah (Fuck nigga), all the Benjis, just sit 'em right to the side All the Benjis, just sit 'em right to the side All the Benjis, just sit 'em right to the side Yeah, count up

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Credits

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  • Lil Jairmy
  • OTB Fastlane