Oslo

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Lil Macks - Rap, Trapwave

Oslo

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[Intro] (RealRichMoney chasin' that bag) Yeah [Pre-Chorus] And I don't even know why I curved the bitch 'Cause I was sippin' lean with some murderers I was having dinner with some niggas that earn and make That street shit don't concern me So I won't go, I don't even know what they know Uptown doing the most, baby, I can't go broke [Chorus] And I met a bad bitch from Oslo And we spent a couple thous' on bottles And If I drop pounds on a nigga, it must go And I ain't gon' lie I'm global Baby, I heard they streaming in Moscow Block baby, OTG, we got the shells off the muscle (Block baby, OTG, we got the shells off the muscle) [Verse] Forеign whips, they slidin', uh And I ain't gon' lie, I get high a lot All my niggas on high alеrt, they lettin' it burst And rule number one, you let it off first I'm tryna get rich, I'm makin' it work I was cruisin' around in my hood in the Merc' Fuckin' me, you ain't gon' lurk 'Cause I ain't tryna hear all that Mickey I ain't even tryna hear it Pour me a four in a cup, 'cause I don't wanna feel a thing I had to show up at the realest thing I had a dream that I made it big, and I'll think I'll do it And we take a bag to Prada and blew it And she weren't even gettin' no dick, and she knew it And police chase had it on me, I threw it Yeah, them niggas, they livin' a lie C Block baby, I'm the hype Man said I'm on him, then he probably might die And we so lit, so we'll see, baby I ain't gon' eat if my darg don't eat Fuckin' me, you ain't gon' get in Bitch, we really got weapons Catch an opp nigga, put him to sleep (Yeah) [Pre-Chorus] And I don't even know why I curved the bitch 'Cause I was sippin' lean with some murderers I was having dinner with some niggas that earn and make That street shit don't concern me So I won't go, I don't even know what they know Uptown doing the most, baby, I can't go broke [Chorus] And I met a bad bitch from Oslo And we spent a couple thous' on bottles And If I drop pounds on a nigga, it must go And I ain't gon' lie I'm global Baby, I heard they streaming in Moscow Block baby, OTG, we got the shells off the muscle (Block baby, OTG, we got the shells off the muscle)

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Credits

Writers
  • Lil Macks
  • RealRichMoney
  • Brantley Beats
  • Wings (DEU)