Ottomanrx - Audemar Tingz

I took my heart up out my out chest cause I don’t like how it beat
I locked my love inside my chest and then I swallowed the key
Them niggas say they looking for me but they know where I be
That yopper singing like Adele that be the voice of the streets
You wanna have a conversation you can talk to the heat
My momma told me watch my bac and don’t get caught in these streets
See I’m a get money nigga got them racks in my jeans
Got mariakami abacrombi and som audamaur tingz
Bitch I’m a different type of demon
I stay with my demons
And I don’t even need a reason
Just to leave yo shit leaking
Shoot em 1 more time
Make sure that he ain’t breathing
I put my dick in her mouth I tell the little bitch breath in
All this plotting and scheming
Bitch it’s just for the check
I run up on that pussy nigga, put the tech. to his neck
I run his pockets then we skating like a tech to a deck
If you don’t get it bitch just know we just gone slide like a jet
Smoking that dope I get lit like a match
These pussy ass niggas want smoke I can match
I got that glock wit the red beam attached
I pass her bro then he passing her back
Been wit the same gang for I knew wat it was
Jumped off the porch for the guns and drugs
Which side is you banging like crips and bloods
Bitch I been G they can’t fuck with me
Homicide wen I slide Rest In Peace
She in love cus I fuck her mentally
I sell the drip cus I got the recipe
Shoot from the hip ain’t nobody testing me
Baptized in the blood ain’t no blessing me
Masked up way the money that’s my specialty
Bullets drop a nigga just like a pedigree
She giving head cus she so ahead of me
I took my heart up out my out chest cause I ont like how it beat
I locked my love inside my chest and then I swallowed the key
Them niggas say they looking for me but they know where I be
That yopper singing like Adele that be the voice of the streets
You wanna have a conversation you can tlk to the heat
My momma told me watch my bac and don’t get caught in these streets
See I’m a get money nigga got them racks in my jeans
Got mariakami abacrombi and som audamaur tingz
I shitted a nigga he thought he got off
I rap up the bails and I’m sending em off
I sip on the lean but that shit for the cough
I aim for yo top bitch I’m taking it off
All of my bitches love swallowing kids
My young nigga reckless he doing a bid
They call me top popper I’m popping ya lid
Don’t try beef wit me boy go take care of ya kids
Or I’m a take you from that lil nigga
Knock em out the tommy hilfigures
Taking yo shit how it feel nigga
Bitch I’m Bos i been a real nigga
Silent G’s never squeal nigga
Wild receiver on the field nigga
I’m catching them plays
Taking yo bricks and yo socks
Nigga com out of them J’s
I bet he go straight to the jakes
Nigga be snitching
You know that pop out the cut with them snakes
You know that we giving him stitches
I air yo block got em ducking for cover
I bust on these niggas I don’t use a rubber
He think this a heater but bitch this a cutter
I’m slicing through niggas jus like issa butter
If I’m a fall back I jus lean on my brother
She give me that mouth cus I don’t wanna fuck her
I buy her som Louis but no don’t love her
Her nigga don’t know but ik he a sucka
She gargle my dick make it bubble
Her lips hubba bubba
Bitch no I don’t trust ya
Air his out now he look like a puzzle
Don’t know who he is had to put him together
I took my heart up out my out chest cause I ont like how it beat
I locked my love inside my chest and then I swallowed the key
Them niggas say they looking for me but they know where I be
That yopper singing like Adele that be the voice of the streets
You wanna have a conversation you can tlk to the heat
My momma told me watch my bac and don’t get caught in these streets
See I’m a get money nigga got them racks in my jeans
Got mariakami abacrombi and som audamaur tingz

Written by:
Anthony Parnell

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