Oklaney - Talkin'

Put you to sleep without a mattress
Then I smoke you dump the ashes
I'm the one that's causing havoc
Cause they say that I'm a Savage
Sleep
Walkin'
Money
Talkin
Work
I clock in
That clock is never stopping
And If I'm clocking out that probably means I'm back to robbin'
And if I shoot you leave you bleedin' call you Red Robin
Lootin'
Shootin'
My bread don't come with gluten
My bread is green you'd think it's moldy that's not what the truth is
It's green cause it's organic and that's how all of my boof is
Ayy Laney rappin' now well hell let's get her in the booth then
It's crazy when I started rappin' I got hella new friends
I wonder if I stopped right now would I begin to lose them
I'm independent mind your business I can make it on my own
I know I'm only 17 and I be talkin like I'm grown
And yea I use some slang and slur my words but only in my zone
And They might think I'm dumb at first until I let my mind be shown
I'm under cover like yo bitch when she come over to my house
They say I talk shit when I rap but these the words that's in my mouth
Just like yo bitch again I'm sorry like it just had to come out
I rap so smooth that if I made it people wouldn't have a doubt
Ayy no doubt bitch I'm having clout
I didn't even have to follow No one I'm in my own route
I ain't a copy paste ass bitch
I know that shit won't make me rich
And When I do it by it myself I know that I'll feel like the shit
Ayy I'm dressing
Finessing
Teachin these bitches lessons
I know they won't fuck with me if I tote the smith and Wesson
But if I never brought it out that probably be the best then
Cause if they wanna test me I might have to shoot they chest in
Sleep
Walkin'
Money
Talkin'
Work
I clock in
That clock is never stopping
And If I'm clocking out that probably means I'm back to robbin'
And if I shoot you leave you bleedin' call you Red Robin
Lootin'
Shootin'
My bread don't come with gluten
My bread is green you'd think it's moldy that's not what the truth is
It's green cause it's organic and that's how all of my boof is
Ayy Laney rappin' now well hell let's get her in the booth then

Written by:
Laney Iverson

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