YCM-OLSEONE - Here We Go!

Nah here I go
Just stopped at the store
Almost made it home

Six missed calls
Something must be wrong cause Dremz spammin’ my phone

Aww shit (shit)
Need to get him quick
Jakes are at his crib
They Found a blick
There was Plants and shit
And Cash in his whip (fuck)

So I slide out
I’m checking my mirrors, made it to the house
I’m told hop out
I clutch my move and I nod back no doubt (alright)

I upped my blick
Let off a few shots and hit em in their shit (bow)
Now cuh think quick

Gotta make a move
I know what to do
Don’t make the news
Make that bih confused
This case were finna lose

Or Bettеr yet
Put one in her hеad
Make this bih dead (kill em)

Get the chainsaw from the shed
Better put in for the set (crip)
Get baCC mode aight bet
Drillin’ for that private jet

Blatt blatt

Pull up hop out on feet
Gotta keep my heat
Cuh Light up the street (gllrrrrrrt)
See Oops start to flee
Bodies droppin’ in the street

Leave his body froze

Man I’m talkin’ dead, deceased

My paper start to increase
Opps ain’t even in these streets
They Playin’ gangsta on your beats
Look out I got your deets (I know where you are)
Got your girl down on her knees
She found a pole under the seat (yeah)
FuCC bih Give that blicc to me
Watch me light up your street (bow)