ŁØ$ - Over The Phone (feat. Emoney)

The way I'm posted on my block, damn near think I opened shop
I got many mans and many friends, gon' always get the drop
All that woofing he was saying until it's time to blow the chop
We can't get the main nigga, you know we shootin' up the block

Ridin' in them hotties, you already know we dodgin' cops
If we catch another opp, that's 30 shots up out the block
Sellin' shells to a nigga face, and these bitches hot
Tell lil bro he better call the play, I done spilt the wock
Certain places in my city, you can't be without your Glock
Hood nigga, but I knocked the big man out the box

This bitch gets to talkin', then plays victim when I flash
Don't you get me started, say one wrong thing, niggaa, that's your ass
Put your ass up on a T, pussy nigga, I had to merch it
All these rods I had been stolen, ain't none of this been purchased
That iron hit you on side yo head, and your body get to twitchin
Swear my trigger must have trimodal, my index started itchin

I play with rocks and fuck with souls, these bitches think I'm spiritual
My brothers in the car, got all these poles, and we gon' get at ya
Get too close, get smoked like K2, bitch, God can't save you, bitch
Stick you up, you better not move an inch, or I'll thrash your shit

Not too patient, don't think I could wait up any longer
Four walls to myself, I'm goin' crazy, mama, I'm a loner
The fine bitch on my status, it's a very high chance that I boned her
Must have told all of her friends, they been tryna come over
Deleted F450, been pushin' this bitch like a vette
I been standin' on business, checkin' my prints, they got checks
Give a fuck bout what they said, snatch the pride off your neck
And after that, ain't nothin' left, we got that green dot at your chest, nigga

This bitch gets to talkin', then plays victim when I flash
Don't you get me started, say one wrong thing, nigga, that's your ass
Put your ass up on a T, pussy nigga, I had to merch it
All these rods I had been stolen, ain't none of this been purchased

That iron hit you inside your head and your body get to twitchin
Swear my trigger must have trimodal my index started itchin

Written by:
Carlos Rios

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