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Oakland

(앨범: Blessed Lil Bastards 3 - 2018)


[Yung Mal:]
Haha
Matt, what up?
Gudda Tay on every beat, nigga
I got like, five figures worth of cash on me
Five pounds worth of gas on me
48 Hertz
On God

I'm in Oakland like a Raider
A thousand a squirt, spend racks on my fragrance
Talked to my Auntie, said, "Baby, we made it"
Came a long way from that spot getting raided
They book us for shows, they dated
We get the frontend, go crazy
We picking up backends, shit crazy
Mama had cried when she seen all that paper (Damn)
I got a sack, them niggas faded
Backwood filled up with nothing but Gelato
Racks stacked up, yeah, felt like potato
Yeah, I beat her back, you know I don't stay, though
Rocking Off-White like mayo
I took them bands to the Fargo
Yeah we got tan, narco
Tryna see how fast I can fuck my ho, cardio

[Lil Quill:]
I'm tryna see how fast my car go
I'm tryna see how fast I count slow
Let the top back and I let my charm show
Stack up the racks from them shows and them narcos
Roll a spliff, I'ma stuff it with fronto
Hit the bitch and didn't even give a convo
Hit the gas, it got horse just like bronco, huh
Louis V, all of my pants cost hunchos, yeah
I do this shit for Lil Domo, huh
Plug drop it off on the front door, here
I was down bad every year
Me, I'm so up in the sky, I can't hear
Mud over here, why hell he drinking beer?
Twenty-five racks on my wrist and it's clear
In the sky in the private jet, Leer
I'ma land in Oakland, I got bands on me or they near

[Yung Mal:]
I'm in Oakland like a Raider
A thousand a squirt, spend racks on my fragrance
Talked to my Auntie, said, "Baby, we made it"
Came a long way from that spot getting raided
They book us for shows, they dated
We get the frontend, go crazy
We picking up backends, shit crazy
Mama had cried when she seen all that paper (Damn)
I got a sack, them niggas faded
Backwood filled up with nothing but Gelato
Racks stacked up, yeah, felt like potato
Yeah, I beat her back, you know I don't stay, though
Rocking Off-White like mayo
I took them bands to the Fargo
Yeah we got tan, narco
Tryna see how fast I can fuck my ho, cardio

Mama had cried when I pulled all them racks out the Fargo (On God)
We done came a long way from the bando
Hop on the Leer and we fly to the show
Picking up backend 'fore we walk through the front door
We gon' keep going up, we ain't never going broke
We ain't never had shit but we always had hope
Diamonds all over my neck do jump rope
My shit a thousand a squirt
I spend a thousand, she twerk
We having pints like we fuck with the nurse
Shit deep in the street but it really get worse
They couldn't believe that we came out the dirt
Smoking gelato, that shit made my chest hurt
Get off your ass and go get a check first
Hit this shit from the back, but I get the neck first

I'm in Oakland like a Raider
A thousand a squirt, spend racks on my fragrance
Talked to my Auntie, said, "Baby, we made it"
Came a long way from that spot getting raided
They book us for shows, they dated
We get the frontend, go crazy
We picking up backends, shit crazy
Mama had cried when she seen all that paper (Damn)
I got a sack, them niggas faded
Backwood filled up with nothing but Gelato
Racks stacked up, yeah, felt like potato
Yeah, I beat her back, you know I don't stay, though
Rocking Off-White like mayo
I took them bands to the Fargo
Yeah we got tan, narco
Tryna see how fast I can fuck my ho, cardio

[Outro:]
Matt, what up?
Gudda Tay on every beat, nigga

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