Bayou (feat. Trap Time)

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Otto Redd

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Lil bitch actin like a nigga can't afford to hit, stupid trick I can buy you
Lil chick I used to f*ck but ion double back text me like hey you I was like bye you
If I hit a bitch twice and she see me out in public tryna speak Ima walk right by you
Imma head down to Texas fore a nigga hit Houston, imma stop in the bayou
If you don't f*ck wit my kind or got hate for my type (Gucci) 
We ain't copping shyt by you
Imma boss in my krew, ion need no permission Lil nigga
I ain't running shyt by you
If yo potna get to trippin, we gone dig em up a grave
Then put him in a box right by you
You a lame to me and it's plain to see
Ya own people won't even stand by you

These dusty bitches really think it's cute to be
A handful and ion like that
I got 4 sisters so ion hit women
But if you touch me they gone fight back
Any case I get, imma fight back
Any verse I'm on I write that
Keep fuckin round like yeen hearin me
And imma hit ya ass wit that mic check
Lil bitch text me like hi you but
Ian even respond to that bullshit
Im chargin up like Ryu and then hit her ass
Wit da Hadouken
To clean like the pastor in the pulpit
I'm drippin sauce like spaghetti-o's
Only fuckin wit dem boss bitches
We ain't wastin time on no petty hoes
I got a show out in Texas and
I'm just now leavin Atlanta some shyt I had handled
Now I'm on the road out to Houston wit 4 zips
Of that red that I'm mixin wit Fanta
When we touch down in the bayou
Tell ya home girl slide through
I been diggin her vibe too
If you hop on this plane girl it ain't a dam place
I can't fly youuuuuu

Lil bitch actin like a nigga can't afford to hit, stupid trick I can buy you
Lil chick I used to f*ck but ion double back text me like hey you I was like bye you
If I hit a bitch twice and she see me out in public tryna speak Ima walk right by you
Imma head down to Texas fore a nigga hit Houston, imma stop in the bayou
If you don't f*ck wit my kind or got hate for my type (Gucci) 
We ain't copping shyt by you
Imma boss in my krew, ion need no permission Lil nigga
I ain't running shyt by you
If yo potna get to trippin, we gone dig em up a grave
Then put him in a box right by you
You a lame to me and it's plain to see
Ya own people won't even stand by you

Trap Time
You a lame, a nigga might try you
Bought 1 truck when i coulda got 2
Big 40 on me, imma hit sum nigga
I swear bullets wont fly by you
Got a bad bitch and she from the bayou
Ate A plan B, she can have a baby by you
Big Cap, if it go down now and
I done hit this switch, they wont stand by you
Im from Atlanta, but i be everywhere nigga
Even by you, Big backwood bluntz, i roll my own
Designer fashion, Cartier glasses
Aint see you I walked right by you
I party with bad freaky bitches
They wanna ride in my beamer with friends
So they can ride right by you not even speaking
I let em cruise in the benz
Money Krew thats a big Eat
Sittin in this high chair countin these spare racks
We gettin this shyt, we havin this shyt
Them hoes be starin you know that
Eat Eat

Lil bitch actin like a nigga can't afford to hit, stupid trick I can buy you
Lil chick I used to f*ck but ion double back text me like hey you I was like bye you
If I hit a bitch twice and she see me out in public tryna speak Ima walk right by you
Imma head down to Texas fore a nigga hit Houston, imma stop in the bayou
If you don't f*ck wit my kind or got hate for my type (Gucci) 
We ain't copping shyt by you
Imma boss in my krew, ion need no permission Lil nigga
I ain't running shyt by you
If yo potna get to trippin, we gone dig em up a grave
Then put him in a box right by you
You a lame to me and it's plain to see
Ya own people won't even stand by you

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