Lasso that hoe, Olivia ft. DJ Wudd Lyrics

My name a pseudonym my real name is Austin

Bro where all they been I don't even know

I'm stocking up yeah

And my wrist kind of stocky

And might want your shit from me

I'm go and hit your tummy

Nah I don't mean what I just said

It's all off my head so it going to sound weird

Here we go off the duck and dip

They don't know where I'm comin' from

Love in abundance

Not trying to throw hands or fight anyone

So we went and public

He dapping his brothers in Washington

Kissed him and cut him off

Trying to watch for that

People don't care about me

Just another bad

Influence to them I see

But I don't really mind that

That's still good publicity

Shaking my woes off of me

I'm not running like them

Like Drizzy

I'm in a lair

Finding my chair

Checking my updates yeah

Staying up late

But it won't install till Sunday

Yeah we making waves

In the future and the present tense

Been here to stay since the minute that we entered this

Don't be afraid of the kids spreading happiness

I promise I don't snap a bit unless you running at me quick

Go tell the counter boy the pseudonym

Real name is Austin I don't wanna wear it out

And tell the cops I got bluer friends

They trying take to me call him up

Let's work it out yeah

Shot up out my noggin got me feeling like I'm God

Always filled with problems why you talking all that bullshit

Always shaking imploding but you still can't tell the difference

Uh this shit was given throw the potion in the mix

And now I'm spitting

Throw the spice out of my kitchen

I ain't got the time for

Make my decisions like I make my bowl of breakfast

I'm doing head spins medals like a breadwinner

Baby what's the preference we all trying to feel better

Not clearing schedules I ain't even trying to

Fill the head with holes and now I'm trying to see it through

Cracking all my bones like I ain't knowing what to do

I should show up to the room why they always talking stupid

Screeching over beats throw my peace in the sunlight

Turn into a P now I'm preaching for the fuck of it

I was trying to breathe I was never trying to love the kid

Feeling so free all this green start to add up

Smacked up smacked up you should probably back up

Cracked up cracked up see you with the slack jaw

Backtalk backtalk I bet you feeling mad raw

Pass out pass out and move into the next song