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[verse 1 OTH DBS]
OTH WE NEXT UP. OTH we next up n*gga f*ck yo set cuzz talkin hot on da net it’s gone be ur last msg we really get to steppin I’m w Jay he off dat Molly goin crazy he tryna get rowdy pop a pill it got me lazy Gang be tweakin on da daily we pour 4s up in a pop talkin hot u gettin dropped got a 40 or a Glock finna clean yo f*ckin top den dat thot hopped on my c*ck yea dats derrin thot she a hoe n we got her stuffing blow send her on da roads yea we gettin dough yea we gettin cheese n*gga please who tf u tryna press have dem shootеrs at ya door 9 millys in they hand they will let dat sh*t bust for u thinkin u da man wе da clan we tweakin off dem xans tryna talk sh*t but u just a lil fan rockin designer like we won a settlement we hella rich ridin foreigns for da hell of it f*ck da opposite we send shots n sh*t OTH yea we poppin b*tch n dis all of da dome let a goofy n*gga talk sick den we up at his home in da trees in da bushes he ain’t have no car so left his mama car shot and his mama is a thot ya gang yark how we rockin