OP in my blunt got me zoned
Ringer on silent, please don't hit my phone
Focused on getting money long
Leave me alone
I gotta get it on my own
This that lone wolf shit
That lone wolf shit
Soulo Mode
I cant fold
Sticking to my code
This that lone wolf shit
That lone wolf shit
Soulo Mode
I can't fold
Ain't a thing owed
Just got the pack out the package straight from Cali
That crazy good like Checkers'Rallys
Niggas got formulas
I stick to the savvy
This rapping shit
Gon' get y'all smacked and shit for how you acting
Think you immaculate
But fail to see the everlasting
Cost of your ills
Rap done traded a lot of Jacks for Jills
Who suck for mass appeal
Hold on to they massas will
Move smooth as the wheels
To uphold these standards
Still
Long as green notes are part of the deal
Who you know gonna say how they really feel?
Clout sells
Not skills
You can believe what if you will
If you will...
OP in my blunt got me zoned
Ringer on silent, please don't hit my phone
Focused on getting money long
Leave me alone
I gotta get it on my own
This that lone wolf shit
That lone wolf shit
Soulo Mode
I can't fold
Sticking to my code
This that lone wolf shit
That lone wolf shit
Soulo Mode
I can't fold
Ain't a thing owed
Play your cards right
And you might just see the best
The world has to offer
Best weed in your chest
Big breasts near your neck
Nigga don't you dare
Risk all this, for what?
You got bills to pay
Niggas wanna know where you stay
Everybody wanna make a name
You not the only nigga in this game
Hoping to gain
Have access to private planes
Neck covered in chains
Get your head on straight
Or you might see the grave
The stakes are high
So prove you can be higher
You a survivor
The moonlight just adds to your fire
The clock is ticking
It's getting dire
Taking aim to be a sire
OP in my blunt got me zoned
Ringer on silent, please don't hit my phone
Focused on getting money long
Leave me alone
I gotta get it on my own
This that lone wolf shit
That lone wolf shit
Soulo Mode
I can't fold
Sticking to my code
This that lone wolf shit
That lone wolf shit
Soulo Mode
I can't fold
Ain't a thing owed
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C.R. Mashii - Wolf Lyrics
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OP in my blunt got me zoned
Ringer on silent, please don't hit my phone
Focused on getting money long
Leave me alone
I gotta get it on my own
This that lone wolf shit
That lone wolf shit
Soulo Mode
I cant fold
Sticking to my code
This that lone wolf shit
That lone wolf shit
Soulo Mode
I can't fold
Ain't a thing owed
Just got the pack out the package straight from Cali
That crazy good like Checkers'Rallys
Niggas got formulas
I stick to the savvy
This rapping shit
Gon' get y'all smacked and shit for how you acting
Think you immaculate
But fail to see the everlasting
Cost of your ills
Rap done traded a lot of Jacks for Jills
Who suck for mass appeal
Hold on to they massas will
Move smooth as the wheels
To uphold these standards
Still
Long as green notes are part of the deal
Who you know gonna say how they really feel?
Clout sells
Not skills
You can believe what if you will
If you will...
OP in my blunt got me zoned
Ringer on silent, please don't hit my phone
Focused on getting money long
Leave me alone
I gotta get it on my own
This that lone wolf shit
That lone wolf shit
Soulo Mode
I can't fold
Sticking to my code
This that lone wolf shit
That lone wolf shit
Soulo Mode
I can't fold
Ain't a thing owed
Play your cards right
And you might just see the best
The world has to offer
Best weed in your chest
Big breasts near your neck
Nigga don't you dare
Risk all this, for what?
You got bills to pay
Niggas wanna know where you stay
Everybody wanna make a name
You not the only nigga in this game
Hoping to gain
Have access to private planes
Neck covered in chains
Get your head on straight
Or you might see the grave
The stakes are high
So prove you can be higher
You a survivor
The moonlight just adds to your fire
The clock is ticking
It's getting dire
Taking aim to be a sire
OP in my blunt got me zoned
Ringer on silent, please don't hit my phone
Focused on getting money long
Leave me alone
I gotta get it on my own
This that lone wolf shit
That lone wolf shit
Soulo Mode
I can't fold
Sticking to my code
This that lone wolf shit
That lone wolf shit
Soulo Mode
I can't fold
Ain't a thing owed
Ringer on silent, please don't hit my phone
Focused on getting money long
Leave me alone
I gotta get it on my own
This that lone wolf shit
That lone wolf shit
Soulo Mode
I cant fold
Sticking to my code
This that lone wolf shit
That lone wolf shit
Soulo Mode
I can't fold
Ain't a thing owed
Just got the pack out the package straight from Cali
That crazy good like Checkers'Rallys
Niggas got formulas
I stick to the savvy
This rapping shit
Gon' get y'all smacked and shit for how you acting
Think you immaculate
But fail to see the everlasting
Cost of your ills
Rap done traded a lot of Jacks for Jills
Who suck for mass appeal
Hold on to they massas will
Move smooth as the wheels
To uphold these standards
Still
Long as green notes are part of the deal
Who you know gonna say how they really feel?
Clout sells
Not skills
You can believe what if you will
If you will...
OP in my blunt got me zoned
Ringer on silent, please don't hit my phone
Focused on getting money long
Leave me alone
I gotta get it on my own
This that lone wolf shit
That lone wolf shit
Soulo Mode
I can't fold
Sticking to my code
This that lone wolf shit
That lone wolf shit
Soulo Mode
I can't fold
Ain't a thing owed
Play your cards right
And you might just see the best
The world has to offer
Best weed in your chest
Big breasts near your neck
Nigga don't you dare
Risk all this, for what?
You got bills to pay
Niggas wanna know where you stay
Everybody wanna make a name
You not the only nigga in this game
Hoping to gain
Have access to private planes
Neck covered in chains
Get your head on straight
Or you might see the grave
The stakes are high
So prove you can be higher
You a survivor
The moonlight just adds to your fire
The clock is ticking
It's getting dire
Taking aim to be a sire
OP in my blunt got me zoned
Ringer on silent, please don't hit my phone
Focused on getting money long
Leave me alone
I gotta get it on my own
This that lone wolf shit
That lone wolf shit
Soulo Mode
I can't fold
Sticking to my code
This that lone wolf shit
That lone wolf shit
Soulo Mode
I can't fold
Ain't a thing owed
Writer: Cordero McMillon
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid