I kick it oh so free
I'm A, B, C like 1, 2, 3
I may have OCD
The way my nerves is holding me
But like a OG be
I'm listening to Jodeci
I'm passing all the bogus weed
I hit the hole got bogey lead
I pin em up and knock em down
I'm in the bowling league
These demons got a hold of me
But never is controlling me
I'm where the alphas be
The 4 15, the sucka free
I air em out like clothing lines
But never let them close to me
I keep on rolling dope
It help me float, and keep some hope
And time to time I hit some lines
I hit up Cody dope
And when I'm coming down
I walk around like mopey dope
The Lordy knows the why
The hell I got a f*cking bloody nose
I'm in the game, I get it in
It's like I'm hokey poke
And if you want me back
Well then you better have a rope-a-dope
I do it for my friends
And all my family, f*ck these hoes
I hope you know I hold you close
And hold you tight like claustrophobe
The beat is breaking
But I keep it going
The beat is breaking, but I keep it going
I hit the bridge
I'm on the way back from west Oakland
I'm with my girl, she light a 'port
She need to stop smoking
But who the hell am I to tell her that
I kept smoking
I bring the noise
B-b-b-b-BONK
Lil momma got the ass
D-d-d-d-DONK
I got that gas
The shit that y'all don't
Like Daaaaamn
I bring the pain
It's like I kicked ya groin
I'm poisonous and if you drink
This shit you'll stop growing
The flow is golden
You could hear it if you not knowin'
I'll beat yo ass so bad
A nigga had to stop throwin'
I'll f*ck you up
And leave you cuts, from upper cuts I'm on the cusp, to wet you up
And smoke a nigga like some angel dust
Yo Heaven must be close
Cause I could smell the angel must
The angel lust is looking good
These women could be dangerous
And bring yo body
I'll just break the bread
I'll break the middle
And I'll watch 'em spread
It get naughty
We might break the bed
She came with you
She left with me instead
She ride it out
And then I needed head
I write it out until the pen is dead
Bitch nigga gonna wish you dead
She choosing up
She wanted me instead
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I kick it oh so free
I'm A, B, C like 1, 2, 3
I may have OCD
The way my nerves is holding me
But like a OG be
I'm listening to Jodeci
I'm passing all the bogus weed
I hit the hole got bogey lead
I pin em up and knock em down
I'm in the bowling league
These demons got a hold of me
But never is controlling me
I'm where the alphas be
The 4 15, the sucka free
I air em out like clothing lines
But never let them close to me
I keep on rolling dope
It help me float, and keep some hope
And time to time I hit some lines
I hit up Cody dope
And when I'm coming down
I walk around like mopey dope
The Lordy knows the why
The hell I got a f*cking bloody nose
I'm in the game, I get it in
It's like I'm hokey poke
And if you want me back
Well then you better have a rope-a-dope
I do it for my friends
And all my family, f*ck these hoes
I hope you know I hold you close
And hold you tight like claustrophobe
The beat is breaking
But I keep it going
The beat is breaking, but I keep it going
I hit the bridge
I'm on the way back from west Oakland
I'm with my girl, she light a 'port
She need to stop smoking
But who the hell am I to tell her that
I kept smoking
I bring the noise
B-b-b-b-BONK
Lil momma got the ass
D-d-d-d-DONK
I got that gas
The shit that y'all don't
Like Daaaaamn
I bring the pain
It's like I kicked ya groin
I'm poisonous and if you drink
This shit you'll stop growing
The flow is golden
You could hear it if you not knowin'
I'll beat yo ass so bad
A nigga had to stop throwin'
I'll f*ck you up
And leave you cuts, from upper cuts I'm on the cusp, to wet you up
And smoke a nigga like some angel dust
Yo Heaven must be close
Cause I could smell the angel must
The angel lust is looking good
These women could be dangerous
And bring yo body
I'll just break the bread
I'll break the middle
And I'll watch 'em spread
It get naughty
We might break the bed
She came with you
She left with me instead
She ride it out
And then I needed head
I write it out until the pen is dead
Bitch nigga gonna wish you dead
She choosing up
She wanted me instead
I'm A, B, C like 1, 2, 3
I may have OCD
The way my nerves is holding me
But like a OG be
I'm listening to Jodeci
I'm passing all the bogus weed
I hit the hole got bogey lead
I pin em up and knock em down
I'm in the bowling league
These demons got a hold of me
But never is controlling me
I'm where the alphas be
The 4 15, the sucka free
I air em out like clothing lines
But never let them close to me
I keep on rolling dope
It help me float, and keep some hope
And time to time I hit some lines
I hit up Cody dope
And when I'm coming down
I walk around like mopey dope
The Lordy knows the why
The hell I got a f*cking bloody nose
I'm in the game, I get it in
It's like I'm hokey poke
And if you want me back
Well then you better have a rope-a-dope
I do it for my friends
And all my family, f*ck these hoes
I hope you know I hold you close
And hold you tight like claustrophobe
The beat is breaking
But I keep it going
The beat is breaking, but I keep it going
I hit the bridge
I'm on the way back from west Oakland
I'm with my girl, she light a 'port
She need to stop smoking
But who the hell am I to tell her that
I kept smoking
I bring the noise
B-b-b-b-BONK
Lil momma got the ass
D-d-d-d-DONK
I got that gas
The shit that y'all don't
Like Daaaaamn
I bring the pain
It's like I kicked ya groin
I'm poisonous and if you drink
This shit you'll stop growing
The flow is golden
You could hear it if you not knowin'
I'll beat yo ass so bad
A nigga had to stop throwin'
I'll f*ck you up
And leave you cuts, from upper cuts I'm on the cusp, to wet you up
And smoke a nigga like some angel dust
Yo Heaven must be close
Cause I could smell the angel must
The angel lust is looking good
These women could be dangerous
And bring yo body
I'll just break the bread
I'll break the middle
And I'll watch 'em spread
It get naughty
We might break the bed
She came with you
She left with me instead
She ride it out
And then I needed head
I write it out until the pen is dead
Bitch nigga gonna wish you dead
She choosing up
She wanted me instead
Writer: Oscar Cuadra
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid