STATE OF DECAY

Album cover art for "STATE OF DECAY" by Oddwin & LIME KING

Oddwin & LIME KING - Rap, In English

STATE OF DECAY

3 Plays

Duration: 2:43

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Lyrics

[Verse 1: Oddwin] I been ridin' round town, ridin' with my clique Pull them choppas out, yeah, we be dumpin' them clips Spent a few bands, I just been coppin' them fits I got money on me, I'm makin' triple yo' rent Y'all shit is gettin' too old I just be uppin' the pole My wrist is covered in chrome They been fiending, they callin' my phone And this weed that I'm takin' too strong Take a hit and I'm feelin' too gone Baby Keem, bitch, I keep me 2 phones You cannot take me out of my zone [Chorus: Oddwin] Mm-mm, they don't know what they should say Mm-mm, uppin' the choppa, I spray Mm-mm, duckin' when we spray the K Watchin' they body decay Better duck down out the way [Verse 2: Oddwin] Turnin' up, I gеt what I deserve I'mma hop in that lanе, then I swerve Tryna jab on my style, y'all just surf They can't copy my wave, that's for sure I be rockin' the team on my shirt Did me wrong, so I'm doin' 'em worse 50 racks, so I bought her a purse Brand new bag for my bitch, she deserves it Copy my flows, they too perfect Hop off my wave, I be swaggin' and surfin' All of these niggas, they worthless Talk to my choppa, they get 'em to flirtin' I just be twistin' my wrist when I'm up in the kitchen I'm putting this work in All of these niggas, their writing's so weak, got me writin' my shit up in cursive (I can't write in cursive for shit) [Chorus: Oddwin & LIME KING] Mm-mm, they don't know what they should say (But we here today) Mm-mm, uppin' the choppa, I spray (My hand writing's actually pretty bad) Mm-mm, duckin' when we spray the K (That chicken scratch shit) Watchin' they body decay (But fuck it, we on the way) Better duck down out the way (Shuh!) [Verse 3: LIME KING] He better duck down Yo' bitch right here, we 'bouta fuck now That shit be blah-blah-blah how they run mouth Do it be blah-blah-blah how my gun sound? It just be rah-tah-tah-tah how they be rats Shit, I'm way too high, on the PE$O pack My dick long, look like a baseball bat I be eatin' her ass 'cause the cake so fat If that boy is a opp, he get 'ducted by demons Free my Willy, how she swallowing semen Takin' these iron shells like a vegan Stay in her throat, how's she breathin'? I stay with the squad, I don't fuck with a heathen Keepin' my circle small Circus elephant how she gon' stay on my balls I'm greedy, I'm gon be takin' it all I think your bitch is a hit or quit it She ride my stick like she playin' Quidditch She smack the rump like she jiggin' with it A cups, but there's jiggle physics Shuh! We gon' cook 'em on live like MasterChef They call me "motherfucker," that's correct My dick turns to the left, but they know that I'm keeping it straight Bitch [Chorus: Oddwin] Mm-mm, they don't know what they should say (Ah, aah) Mm-mm, uppin' the choppa, I spray (Ah, aah) Mm-mm, duckin' when we spray the K (Ah, aah) Watchin' they body decay (Ah, aah) Better duck down out the way (Ah, aah)

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Credits

Writers
  • Oddwin
  • LIME KING