ONO KingTez - O.B.C.E

O-N-O
O-N-O from the D yelling 3-1-3, that's that KT they put on repeat
I done came cross a bag, now let's set up the feast
You ain't getting the plate, only brothers can eat
You wasn't out there running with me, trying to stack up a hundred with me
I was broke on my dick and I still had God in my reach
Thank the highest for setting me free
When she eat it bone appetite then the door
I Like working in peace, that's all my shit, Hot on release
I'm a beast when I walk through the room
Beat on my chest like I'm King Kong
Chop at the peephole, no ding dong
These hits come back to back, something like ping pong
Talk down on my name and you know that you dead wrong,
Work, work, work, stack, stack, that's what I've been on, baby
I wanna see how low you can go like it's Limbo
Baby, I'm in love with a nympho
I might drop the buff since I'm Michigan made
They hate to see a young black nigga getting paid
I ain't never got a jam where the spot got raided
Don't influence Percs THC to get faded
Puff, puff, puff, pass, pass
So High I forget that I'm facing KT, make the play like magic in the 80s
These niggas my sons, I ain't even had a baby
Feel like Mad Max cause I know I go crazy
Stabbing in her guts, she say that it's amazing
Corny ass nigga, you out making payments
She'll, get her on flight just to see how I'm tasting
Thought I was done, but nigga, I'm not
THC syrup pour it in my pop
If you ain't hear my brother, we don't fuck with wock
762 Leave, yo body in shock
Wanna drop the AP just to watch my wrist lock
When I'm holding her head while she giving me talk
Made a band off a jugg, nigga, that's a re-rock
Used to be in high school with a knife in my sock
Got out of high school to upgraded to chop, bitch
O-N-O from the D yelling 3-1-3
This that KT they put on repeat
I done came from the bag, now let's set up the feast
You ain't getting a plate, only brothers can eat
You wasn't out here running with me, tryna stack up a hundred with me
I'll punt, this little bitch, you can leave
Or come and get down on your knees, I like women that's willing to please
She do that, I fulfill her needs
Shit deeper than birds in the bees
Big bread, gone come in with ease

Written by:
Kortez Streeter

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