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shooters
Bad bitches by my side damnnear all work a hooters
It's crazy how y'all niggas act
Fuck patron fuck henny bitch I got the yack
Hit her once ghost

Every time I do music it's always to
Push myself to go further
Or to inspire somebody else to be like
Look, u know what I mean
Solo took it to this

Hmm, typical
What happened bro?
Every single day you remind me how you aren't that old you
But in your music you sound sixteen again
It's always

up'
By dis cutlass
Fast
With dis machete flow
Dem neva know

Hit ém up with de draco
Hundred round drum
He'd know
He'd know
He'd know ( Uh un )
He'd

tryna cop a vette I ain't tryna whip a ford
Tryna have a big house down there by the shore, making money moves man I'm tryna own a store
Way I'm making

Yeah
Nod your head, man
You know you feel it
I don't say much
But when I do
Ooo Wee
Ha-ha

Let's go

I'm unapologetic by the way I choose to set it

in the club with Savage
Any false move, that boy let you have it
Don't play that boy music, he cappin
Me and Zay tear around this shit before rappin

I'm tryna harmonize with my music

Fight then we fuck now we back to the basics
Just to be real I don't think we could make it
If we survive then my

To blind to realize you're fate settled done
A Glock on your block I'm getting it spun
I leave you holy you look like a nun
Once they all drop I can say that

daily with steady violence
Startin wilin, homicide in my close environment
Had to put that work in, from the blocks..where niggas firin
Hard times, back

up for a minute

She fuck with the vibe she like what i'm doing she say fuck with my music
I'm fucking ha pussy and she creaming saying baby keep doing

to the store and get me a fifty (Gnah)
Spending my money because I got it
He looking for beef like nigga I spot it
If buddy a bot just go and block it
Niggas is

Coffee Creamer Jalopy
Words and Music by Russell Okinaka

Verse 1
(Section B)
Hey lookie here,  Hey lookie there,
See everybody has to stop and stare

in the basket was the last pick 
ct the back of the class
Hearing nothing but the clock tick
What's you doing?
I make music
People look at me sceptic

I don't find that shit impressive
Play any block like I'm fidgeting with Tetris
Orange County mine in case you ain't get the message
I could see music

i really wanted to take care of you
But you an e-girl for the e-streets, you e-ran through
1ght yo music trash that's why Baine fucking carried you

Oh you get me rockin' oh you get me rockin' oh you get me rockin' baby

They come around the corner, they come around the block
They're always coming

they stay on me like leeches
Opps be bumpin' all my music, wanna pay me for a feature
Tell em no, all they shit be wack, honestly I'm the preacher

We putting diamonds on our Pinky's
And out Lady's too
Listening to music on the Radio
Like, "that shit Pooh"
Now we hop up in the stu and look what we

niggas is bailin
Down 12, now we up 6
Yellin Wu Tang Clan ain't shit ta fuck wit
Inspired by the sounds I grew up wit
Checkin my watch, Hammertime you

They can't take my time away (nah)
I been giving time away (yea)
Can see it like a block away
To familiar with the distance
She hate how I rock

Okay genuinely guys, this time
Stop fucking around
I know we all wanna have fun
We're all a little under the weather
But Mountain Music Festival is

power
What's that mean to you
Stuck in the dark
I'll help ya dog
Remember way back when
My mind was clouded by the fog

Young King, Young King
Do ya thing

Yeah, I'm Nebraskan, this chain is Alaskan
My music be blastin', these Dutches been passin' Been gone for so long now they wonder what happened
It's