O.T.S. (feat. Krazy Baby Marlo)

Outta Town Shooter

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Outta Town Shooter


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I got your call
I got your text
Don't worry lil baby I'll pull you to rest
I miss your flesh
I miss the sex
I wanna lay down my head on your chest
I'm tryna bone
Four in the morning
Sorry lil baby you know I'm on road
I don't gotta stand on the stoop lil baby
I shoot lil baby
You know I'm on road
I got your call
I got your text
Don't worry lil baby I'll put him to rest
I got the tech
I need a vest
O.T.S. imma put that on my chest
Who need a service?
You know that it's worth it
Who need a hit man
Invest in the kid man
You know that we winning
Know we gon get em
I turn and burn the road
I'm with a centerfold
You know I get it
The money get digital
Swipe it and let it fold
Ight f*ck her
Let her go
I turn and burn the road
I hit centerfold
You know I get it
The money get digital
Swipe it and let it fold
Get in my digital
I got your call
I got your text
I see you lil nigga
I wish you the best
I switch it
And flip it
I'm swerving
My new whip
I pitch it
And swerve it
My digits
They pivot
I curve em
New lady crazy
She want the new birkin
Wavy she wavy
I'm swimming and surfing
I'm up in her pussy
She fucking a serpent
That's somebody's sister
That's somebody's mother
And if she throwing pussy
Imma take it from her, yeah
That's somebody's brother
That's somebody's father
But if he bussing at me
Imma take him from, you
Tell me why they gotta f*ck with me
Why they always gotta f*ck with me
See they the reason I don't run these streets
Niggas always want something for free
Niggas always want something to eat
I got something for em
Run it to me
I hit a nigga like I run into beats
Murder tracks on wax
Number one on the East
Get snatched
Payback
That's another deceased
Ass fat
Bad back
Keep it under the sheets
I got your call
I got your text
Don't worry lil baby i'll pull you to rest
I miss your flesh
I miss the sex
I wanna lay down my head on your chest
I'm tryna bone
Four in the morning
Sorry lil baby you know I'm on road
I don't gotta stand on the stoop lil baby
I shoot lil baby
You know I'm on go
I got your call
I got your text
Don't worry lil baby I'll put him to rest
I got the tech
I need a vest
O.T.S. imma put that on my chest
Who need a service?
You know that it's worth it
Who need a hit man
Invest in the kid man
You know that we winning
Know we gon get em

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Written by: Christopher Clark, Koko Matali, Mohamed Abboud

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