BabyK Osama - We Paid

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intro
Squad
Hop out with that drac' (brr)
Hop out with that drac' (bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop)
You know, kobe squad, 314 shit
Hold on

verse
Before i get shot in my shit (shit), i'ma hop out with that drac' (drac')
I snatch me a soul, i kill for my niggas, you know that i'm 4k4 (you know that i'm k4k)
I'm just tryna kill when i catch that nigga 'cause he got death with his name
Gotta make sure i don't fail when i whack nigga 'cause i can't imagine his pain (nah)
If we get into it, i unsend my messages, just know you need to be safe (safe)
We pull up, we ruin yo' day (day)
We shoot you from head to yo' waist (waist)
They say that cheaters never win (nah)
You know this ain't no fair game (uh-uh)
You trust thot, if she gettin' that drop, we comin', we fuck up yo' day
If she a lil' freak, put her on her knees, you know that i'm fuckin' her face (come on, bitch, come here)
You pulled up with that, bet, draw down with that tec, you know that we comin' to play (play)
Boy, that pole gettin' hot, put that on the market, i got a k for a k (i got a k for a k)
Boy, he lookin' sweet, he look like a target, me and bro know that we paid (know that we paid)
Me and bro jump out with them sticks (bitch) and had bro run down on them thangs (thangs)
And this bitch jump out with them sigs, too legit, they don't want me to crank (they don't want me to crank)
Smokin' jit, i don't know what to think
Inhale gas, go straight to the brain
Play pussy, get shot in yo' face (boom, boom)
All talk, we blow our yo' brains
White chalk, we leavin' the scene
Skrrt off, we leavin' a stain (skrrt, brr)
Pull up, we thorwin' up threes (bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop)
Fourteen shots, we yellin' out, "gang" (gang)
In this bitch, you know we gon' bang
On they block, you know we gon' swang (swang)
And— ride 'round with them thangs
And— ride 'round with that k

outro
Swang on them fuck niggas
Know we bangin' that shit
Nigga know we rep that shit
Nigga know we kobe squad
Nigga know we 314 shit
Rest up to kobe
Nigga know how we come
Nigga know how we stretch gang
Nigga know we come and try and stretch shit
Pull up, wet shit, feelin' like craig with his fuckin' thirty, stupid-ass, nigga
It's fuck the opps, we the opps
Babyk osama ridin' 'round with that problem solver, tryna solve some fuckin' problems, bitch-ass, nigga
 
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