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OTB Fastlane

OTB Fastlane is a musical artist known for his rap and hip-hop music. He gained recognition for his street-themed lyrics and energetic flows. His music often revolves around his experiences and the realities of life in urban neighborhoods. He has built a loyal fanbase through his talent and unique style. more »

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I'm on to it nigga, you the one sleep
Ayy, just made a fifty to hit the mall and have some fun with it
I'm bout business, pull up anywhere my gun with me
Infatuated with bad hoes, don't like these dumb bitches

Only rock with real ballers , don't do crumb niggas
Ayy, I just ran through twenty today, I can't be mad
I'ma make them pussies feel me first, that put me last
Nigga actin' like he really that, but on the cool, you trash

I can never go back to no bitch that I done had
Yeah, you talk a lot of shit, but what's your paper like
Yeah, dope boy meal, syrup' hibachi rice
Yeah, try to snatch my chain, gon' do some shit that get me life

Yeah, quiet lowkey, get a lot of money, that's my type
Yeah, Crystal back the P's up, she elegant and boujee
Choo fresh out the freezer, gon' work it till you woozy
You been in the same spot two years, oh, you loozy

Lil' rapper caught a body, think he stiff, you ain't Boosie
Yeah, know that drank good, when you pour it, hit the bottle
Yeah, Prada's on my feet, Cuban licks all on my collar
I do crime by myself, cause I done seen too many holla

Yo, people envy you when you up at the top like Mufasa
Let go, hellcat, skip, skip my, uh, my, uh
Hit the strip club, cut up and, uh, do the dam fool
Let a nigga tell you anything, then you's a damn fool

Ain't got no money in you, soft you ain't B4N, approved
This that shit that make them get they racks up
Yeah, this that shit that make them get they pack up
This that shit that make Lil' Shawty ride it backwards

Heard lil dude hatin', he ain't even a fuckin' factor
Ayy, fast car, who that in the Lil lane? That Lil' Nas car
Work some Celine , drippin' know I'm on they ass boy
Got Lil' Baby shotgun , you ridin' with a whole star

Laws get behind us, take this pistol, you'll be out tomorrow
I might just spend $10,000 all on commissary
Yeah, feed every nigga, that ain't never telling
Cook that dope when he was, 15 B.I.P. to Teddy

Just poured six, my soda dark as, Keisha off of Belly
This ain't for the roach niggas or the bald head hoes
Youngin' catch a body, break his pistol down and burn his clothes
I can't chase these hoes, I'm on a grizzly sticking to the code

Dope so damn good when they hit it, stick it to they nose
Yeah, yeah, this shit that make them get they racks up
Yeah, this that shit that make them get they pack up
This that shit that make Lil Shawty ride it backwards

Heard dude hating , he ain't a fuckin' factor

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