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OD-Up Video (MV)




Performed By: Od
Language: English
Length: 2:18
Written by: dewey solt




Od - OD-Up Lyrics




What huh what huh what

Know OD aint stuck bitch im tryin go up up up
Breaking down the blunt swisher or a dutch dutch dutch
Cant comprehend bitch im high as f*ck f*ck f*ck
Looking to awkward nigga aint one of us us us
When it comes to opps bitch we go on hunts hunts hunts
You got a few hundred i got stacks up in the cut cut cut
He want attention bad he actin in the cut cut
He just like me that aint him he acting in the cut cut

I up that buck cup muddy as f*ck i took him down he was down on hes luck

Big bag you needa run yours up im the one like god im buddah in the cut
Where tha scale im whippin fish scales pop at tha whip watch it fishtail
Never tell under pressure i oh well clean it up dont leave a trail
Bonnie clyde clout her up she down to ride
Bought her a bag just to hold my nine
For a hatin ass nigga clockin out hes time
Get off the drug do my shit dont even gotta try
Get that sack smoke thru it get it back
Big sack yeah yeah you prospect
Ten toes never slippin allat
Big shit fully auto mac

Up that buck cup muddy as f*ck i took him down was down on hes luck

Scam him out hes shit grimey as f*ck
Ever since i pick up percs been going up
Acid make me feel some hella numb
If its smoke got rentals hella guns
Hoped out on yo block showing love
If he hating thats undercover love
Four gram blunt smoking thru my funds
Young og watch i teach you some
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English

What huh what huh what

Know OD aint stuck bitch im tryin go up up up
Breaking down the blunt swisher or a dutch dutch dutch
Cant comprehend bitch im high as f*ck f*ck f*ck
Looking to awkward nigga aint one of us us us
When it comes to opps bitch we go on hunts hunts hunts
You got a few hundred i got stacks up in the cut cut cut
He want attention bad he actin in the cut cut
He just like me that aint him he acting in the cut cut

I up that buck cup muddy as f*ck i took him down he was down on hes luck

Big bag you needa run yours up im the one like god im buddah in the cut
Where tha scale im whippin fish scales pop at tha whip watch it fishtail
Never tell under pressure i oh well clean it up dont leave a trail
Bonnie clyde clout her up she down to ride
Bought her a bag just to hold my nine
For a hatin ass nigga clockin out hes time
Get off the drug do my shit dont even gotta try
Get that sack smoke thru it get it back
Big sack yeah yeah you prospect
Ten toes never slippin allat
Big shit fully auto mac

Up that buck cup muddy as f*ck i took him down was down on hes luck

Scam him out hes shit grimey as f*ck
Ever since i pick up percs been going up
Acid make me feel some hella numb
If its smoke got rentals hella guns
Hoped out on yo block showing love
If he hating thats undercover love
Four gram blunt smoking thru my funds
Young og watch i teach you some
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Writer: dewey solt
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