Other One Lyrics

My bitch getting mad

Cuz I be posted with the other one

30 keep on jamming had to switch it wit an another one

I be in yo city by tomorrow it's another one

I jus popped a molly i think i might need another one

I'm pouring muddy up 2 tone Rolly I got my brother up

Blue berry cookie and runts I'm smoking bubble gum

Doubled up one of a kind that pussy one of one

When she get on my nerves I pour a double cup

Them bands that I cary could get yo man buried

I had them xan baggies mixing wit the Katie Perry

Jeans got the wings on em like a damn fairy

Red bottom like I'm standing on a damn cherry

I get yo man buried my shooter do it for the low

If my bitch aint fucking wit me

I could move it on my own

Bands that I carry spend it on the Louis and the Chrome

Young head in this bitch but i'm moving like a pro

In bed wit yo boo thang fucking up her throat yeah

I don't even got her number in my phone

Out the way like Bruce Wayne moving like a ghost

New stick hold a hunid wit a scope

My bitch getting mad

Cuz I be posted with the other one

30 keep on jamming had to switch it wit an another one

I be in yo city by tomorrow it's another one

I jus popped a molly i think i might need another one

My bitch getting mad

Cuz I be posted with the other one

30 keep on jamming had to switch it wit an another one

I be in yo city by tomorrow it's another one

I jus popped a molly i think i might need another one