10kdoobie - OH YEAH

It's prolly money, drugs, bitches, switches, hop out, getting shit
Tens, twenty's, fifty's hunnids, thousands, mind yo business
They telling me to calm down and relax, nah, I'm trynna get it in
I like a bitch bout her lil hustle, get yo dividends
Smoke good, oh yeah, a dope boy, oh yeah
Tote toys, oh yeah, it make noise, oh yeah
I serve the junkies a whole lotta love me
This shit can ugly if she trynna fuck me
This shit can go down if he try to touch me
Been working on sound, ain't no one above me
I push a button, this shit can get ugly
Don't say you love me, if you don't love me
I know the vibe when I look in yo eyes
You ain't gotta worry about shit, baby trust me
Last nigga tried me, that nigga done died, I went to jail and that shit wasn't for me
I like to chill and I like to get fly
I wasn't feeling how wrong that it rubbed me
Man that shit really rubbed me the wrong way
I ain't no rookie, I know bout that gunplay
I'm talking FN's them glockies, them AR's
A taurus a C, you play and I spray off
I got no picks i promise I spray all
I got no job but I still got no days off
I love all my niggas, I'm rocking, I'm rolling
If you play with mine, then I'm letting the k off
I got a bitch, she loving a dealer
Suck dick, shorty a heal
We can get high lor buddy, I feel ya
Pop more make it feel realer
Nah I don't drink no more, sip buzz
I got the 380 specials from cuz
He look wrong, he might mugged
Nah we don't speak on what it was
But we got money, drugs, bitches, switches, we been getting it
Ten's, twenty's, fifty's, hunnids, thousands, I'm bout business
Trynna tell me to grind less, I'm trynna get it in
Get yo dividends

Written by:
Tavian Johnson, 410 Boom

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