OZ Freestyle Lyrics

You know I get my money my pockets is green

I'm gon' run that check up and turn it to pink

Smoke in the back while I'm rolling up stink so I go ahead and put the lean in my drink

Declining requests when I hop on a ham

But I still got bitches that sub on the spam

And hopped onna beat made a track and I slammed

Cause' I still had niggas that's stuck in the jam

We pull out a stick tell that nigga amen

We pop at they mouth like they popping a xan

We squabble on camera they want make amends

Smoke seven woods in the back of the van

Slumped as the fuck I don't want to pretend

If I smoke again then I'm gonna ascend

Fifteen lil bitches just walked in the club

They all saw the diamonds and now they in love

If we get the fucking I put on a glove

Now it's third base so walk into my spot

Grip on her ass cause' I know that she squat

Clap from the back got her guts in a knot

I'm writing these raps I open my mind I do it while smoking a blunt

I think to myself while I'm chasing that wealth and how do I really keep it coming?

And how ima stay out of trouble when bitch niggas always be pushing my buttons?

If you push that last one ima go get my gun and ima really get the thumping

I told that bitch no no ima run after the check

I told that nigga no go if you come after my neck

You see the diamonds gold gold you see the chain when I flex

If you reach for that shit, I get my stick, then I aim it at yo chest

I got my kick, I got my miss, she be throwing all the neck

I got your bitch, I got your strips, both of them is in my bed

He want the smoke he got tech cause' I fucked his lil bitch on the deck of the ship

He gonna have to wait for that unless he get a plane and he take him a trip

We on the gulf with it, you want your bitch back fly a couple hundred miles nigga

TTV1 shit, the birth of Tahmond

You thought I was done? No

I'm back on my flow

I got an oz in the booth and it blow

Run through it with woods I just got out the store

Hit another lick because I need some more

She calling my phone like you is a hoe

She told me she love me so I got to go

I knew you for two weeks I fucked on the low

The money be calling I put you on hold

I walk in the school and they flossed by the Yeezys

Biting my fits man these niggas want to be me

Some of these niggas they said they gon' see me

Nigga come some me then run up real quick wit the chop it's gon' eat at them

You will never see me again