Osama walk lyrics

[Verse 1: klmketa]
Ugh, hop out the car and I'm sippin' that syrup (Syrup)
Big Mac 10, no Lil Uzi Vert (Vert)
Got a big 30 Glock and a lil' 30 Perc' (Perc')
I hit it so good that she grab my shirt (Shirt)
It's all fun and games 'til a n*gga get merked
Throw racks in the air, make a lil' bih twerk
Gra- Grab that chop and that Glock get to work
Fake-ass n*gga, you is not no slime
You talk sh*t just to waste yo' time
I got a 10 so I can't shoot nothin' right now, my fault, got a Glock 29
He talk so damn tough, when we find his house, that boy gon' run from the fire
He talk sh*t on his Instagram for that clout, won't get it when the KLM fire
She do tricks with the whole di*k in her mouth, got a n*gga sayin' “Oh, my God”
You want peace but steady be runnin" yo' mouth, n*gga, f*ck yo' kumbaya
Shoot outs in broad day 'fore the sun go down, got the whole street too damn hot
My n*ggas run n*ggas out of the box
Last n*gga playеd out, i think he in a box

[Verse 2: klmhonos]
Bro, pass me the chop, I'ma blow that b*tch
Quick to cut thе ho off, I don't know that b*tch
Easy-ass jugg, I stole that sh*t
Run off with the Glock like you hold that bih
n*gga tried to run up, get rolled up quick
Got a couple more racks, I'ma blow that quick
Said you counting up, son, n*gga, show that sh*t
If you got more drank, I'ma pour that sh*t
[Verse 3: klmketa & klmhonos]
Real n*gga tat but none of these n*ggas is real so all these fake n*ggas fail
Lil' opp b*tch wanna f*ck with a KLM, n*gga, keep the Glock while the b*tch get railed
Walk 'round this b*tch with a big-ass Glock on my hip, just in case I gotta leave a n*gga pale
Ain't no walkin' the beast when I’m talkin' bout that heat, send blitz leave a n*gga with shells
Strap with the heat, goin' down, quick [?]
Pa- Pack on me reek, I like how that sh*t smell
Ni- n*gga try creepin', we send him to hell
Like a taco, we sending them shells
Tell no lie so we not finna fail
Gettin' Guapos and [?]
n*ggas be fraudulent, they don't be for real
n*ggas be in the field, just like we in the field

[Verse 4: klmketa & klmhonos]
b*tch suck di*k in the motherf*ckin' four-door
Bad man, hit a b*tch with the slow stroke
Ay, boss up that b*tch, she a throat G.O.A.T
Brown skin, call the lil' b*tch Coco
Fourth time, she just drunk Four Loko
Bad b*tch just drunk like Fofo
Bad ass lil' n*gga, he the po-po
Drop a kick like a Sensei in the Dojo
Get popped by a n*gga named Hono
When that sh*t hit ya top, take ya afro
She gon' f*ck the whole clique, she a fast ho
[?] now I look like a fat ho
n*gga said that he real but he cap, though
If you not with the gang, he gon' backdoor