Huh
Aye
Aye
I'm with my slime
Yeah I'm with my Slatt
Know I can't lack
Nigga I keep the gat
Smokin on doddie yeah I got the pack
I catch a op then he get whacked
I catch a op then he get clapped
Finger on trigger you know I can't lack
Count up the digits yo I'm in the trap
I count the racks
(Racks)
She is a thot yeah I blow out her back
I'm on the block nigga know that I rap
Talking to cops nigga you a rat
I'm just tryna hop on a track
F*ck it I might just go hop in the whip
Slide on a op and I let off the blick
I want that wock bitch you know that I sip
Taking these trips I love taking a trip
ABL for life ill never switch
I'll only switch on a glock
I'll put that shit right on a op
I'll put that shit right up on his top
Run in yo spot
Right on yo block
I'm in the whip
I'm smoking za
Come to my hood
Bitch you could cop
Ill roll a wood full of the pot
Oh god damn man
Aye
Huh
Aye yo
I gotta shine
I'm on my grind
You not locked in
You wasting time
I'm up in jersey I'm not hard to find
I am the barber I cannot be lined
It ain't a trap when it come to my line
Then Ima decline
I got a baddie that's all on my line
She wondering when I'm breaking her spine
And she a dime
(huh)
I stood on ten
Hell no nigga you know I can't fold
Hell naw ocho you know I can't bend
I'm with the team we all in that mode
(6ix o)
We going for the win
Don't wanna hear it
You wanting the smoke
We could get it in
ABL Ocho - Dont Wanna Hear It Lyrics
ABL Ocho - Dont Wanna Hear It Lyrics
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Huh
Aye
Aye
I'm with my slime
Yeah I'm with my Slatt
Know I can't lack
Nigga I keep the gat
Smokin on doddie yeah I got the pack
I catch a op then he get whacked
I catch a op then he get clapped
Finger on trigger you know I can't lack
Count up the digits yo I'm in the trap
I count the racks
(Racks)
She is a thot yeah I blow out her back
I'm on the block nigga know that I rap
Talking to cops nigga you a rat
I'm just tryna hop on a track
F*ck it I might just go hop in the whip
Slide on a op and I let off the blick
I want that wock bitch you know that I sip
Taking these trips I love taking a trip
ABL for life ill never switch
I'll only switch on a glock
I'll put that shit right on a op
I'll put that shit right up on his top
Run in yo spot
Right on yo block
I'm in the whip
I'm smoking za
Come to my hood
Bitch you could cop
Ill roll a wood full of the pot
Oh god damn man
Aye
Huh
Aye yo
I gotta shine
I'm on my grind
You not locked in
You wasting time
I'm up in jersey I'm not hard to find
I am the barber I cannot be lined
It ain't a trap when it come to my line
Then Ima decline
I got a baddie that's all on my line
She wondering when I'm breaking her spine
And she a dime
(huh)
I stood on ten
Hell no nigga you know I can't fold
Hell naw ocho you know I can't bend
I'm with the team we all in that mode
(6ix o)
We going for the win
Don't wanna hear it
You wanting the smoke
We could get it in
Aye
Aye
I'm with my slime
Yeah I'm with my Slatt
Know I can't lack
Nigga I keep the gat
Smokin on doddie yeah I got the pack
I catch a op then he get whacked
I catch a op then he get clapped
Finger on trigger you know I can't lack
Count up the digits yo I'm in the trap
I count the racks
(Racks)
She is a thot yeah I blow out her back
I'm on the block nigga know that I rap
Talking to cops nigga you a rat
I'm just tryna hop on a track
F*ck it I might just go hop in the whip
Slide on a op and I let off the blick
I want that wock bitch you know that I sip
Taking these trips I love taking a trip
ABL for life ill never switch
I'll only switch on a glock
I'll put that shit right on a op
I'll put that shit right up on his top
Run in yo spot
Right on yo block
I'm in the whip
I'm smoking za
Come to my hood
Bitch you could cop
Ill roll a wood full of the pot
Oh god damn man
Aye
Huh
Aye yo
I gotta shine
I'm on my grind
You not locked in
You wasting time
I'm up in jersey I'm not hard to find
I am the barber I cannot be lined
It ain't a trap when it come to my line
Then Ima decline
I got a baddie that's all on my line
She wondering when I'm breaking her spine
And she a dime
(huh)
I stood on ten
Hell no nigga you know I can't fold
Hell naw ocho you know I can't bend
I'm with the team we all in that mode
(6ix o)
We going for the win
Don't wanna hear it
You wanting the smoke
We could get it in
Writer: Ziheem Bridgeforth
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