Beat Da Odds lyrics

[Intro: DGR Skyler]
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh

[Verse 1: DGR Skyler ]
Yeah, I'm gon' bring the whole streets, keep goin' (Keep goin')
She's been makin' my heart heat, it been frozen (Been frozen)
Yeah, her pus*y real pink, keep on pourin' (Porin')
My b*tch worries about me and I love it, Slatt
She told me to get out the streets, keep goin' (Keep goin')
She likes how I f*ck all night, til' the mornin' (The mornin')
She knows the odds that I beat, and she shows it
Could have lost me in the cell to the person I used to sell to

[Verse 2: Slimey Tay]
She told me to stop it
"Boy you're too toxic" (Im too tox-)
"Boy you're too modest", yeah
"Where the boy I use to rock with?" (I don't know?)
She told me she had options
Like b*tch I got some options (You know it)
But you're the girl I choose
So I know that you're happy, Slatt
She will knock their hair off
Their hair so nappy (nasty)
Why you tryna kill?
Me and my girl really active
Pop 'em like a Percy
She won't need to worry
Cause I'm the type of guy
That gon' pop 'em in a hurry
n*gga runnin' with a Glock and sh*t
4-5 with an extension
3 on 1 still beat the odd
4-5 is a f*ckin' menace, uhh
I've been steppin' on my business, Slatt
And your stepsons can get stepped on if they get in our business
My b*tch, she ain't lame
She got spirit and a flame
She say shes smiling too hard, really tryin' too hard for me
And yall b*tch n*gga really think yall can beat the odds like me
Gonna have to get a stick and move
.40 and 7.62
[Verse 3: Slatt Gotit Ge]
You're the one I used to love (Nah), But now we have no trust (Nah)
Yeah, I remember that b*tch n*gga that you f*ck (What?)
You a lil pus*y n*gga, really tryna get trappin'
You actin' hard and sh*t, put your ass in a casket
I was havin' to tell dawg, "Our batteries automatic"
Have some toy cars, supercars I don't have it (Cap)
You OD off Rock, You OD off that b*tch
That pus*y got some magic pullin' me just like a magnet
That b*tch a real baddie (Yeah)
I remember when sh*t be dazzling
When trappin' used to be fun & sh*t
Didn't know my n*ggas be rat & cappin' it
Snakes always be everywhere & sh*t (On god)
Richard Milli with the Patek
She wants a new Birkin bag
You have to earn it to have it
Freaky lil b*tch gone get nasty
sh*t like woah
I know sh*t goin' to change
When you get rich they gon' try to put the money in your name

[Verse 4: Baby El Baby]
n*gga really mad I can sip so much Par, yeah
All the diamonds on my wrist, I can see Far, yeah
There so much embers in our heat you ain't part of it
pus*y n*gga you could of been shoot, you can't go what I can do
On the road still hustin'
Turnin' nun to somethin'
Beatin' the odds, Just get lucky
Stop braggin' 'bout the money
Walkin' down with new shoes
Baby we can f*ck very soon
Yeah, girl I love you too
Yeah I love touchin' you
Love rubbin' on your ass cheeks
You told me to grope on your boobs
Eatin' your skin, sh*t sticky
Goin' 'round the world, vroom-vroom
Let me take you in a rocket ship, we can blastoff into outer space
You are my b*tch for now, I hope I can keep it that a way
Your body is a celestial, my di*k got soaked, when you came
They can shoot all the choppers they want, but me and you won't never split apart. Gangie!