Ocky Lyrics – YoungPrototype, Bankroll Eli
Singer: YoungPrototype, Bankroll Eli
Title: Ocky
(its kosfinger baby)
And you know that we sliding whenever
Keep a chop make it hot in december
Got a gun but i’m upping mine quicker
Tried to run but these shots f#cked his ribs up
I keep one in the chamber can’t slip up
Me and my guys towing heavy artillary
One shot to his head end his misery
Creep up at night and pop out with the lemon squeeze
Big oma can’t get rid of me
Speaking on gang you a enemy
Bent thru the front tranna catch me a oppy
Close the back door but make sure you lock it
If you don’t make my mask up i’m robbin
Big forty four it can’t fit in my pocket
If i don’t got the knock then i’m boxing
If i don’t got the knock then i’m boxing
Reversing the wip throwing five out the glock ten
Keep a cannon like nick when i’m out b#tch i’m wildin
I’m in drilling i don’t need assist
I need me a bad b#tch like megan thee stallion
She a demon she up it done miss
When i’m upping the glock and this sh#t got kick
b#tch i’m clicking it f#ck up my wrist
I’m a demon
Get the drop on a opp from a b#tch and we scheming
We spending racks up in neiman
If i buy her dior she swallow my seaman
And no you can’t stay for the weekend
You could stay for the night of the migos we freaking
Like mike i just tell her to beat it
If she feel conceded then b#tch ima leave it
When i spin b#tch i aim for your neck
Give a f#ck if you had on a vest
Feel like a reef you get hit with this tec
Bullets hit him like wifi connect
Feel like brady i ride with that 12
For that opps got unlimited shells
I can’t let up in giving em hell
Judged tired to lock me but i’m out on bail
Brodie he clicking stay up in that field
We sliding we causin a movie
I was a young n#gg# towing the toolie
I bend his block and i spray with a uzi
Spray his block and i’m making the news
I’m off a perc and i’m shaking the room
b#tch wanna rump but i don’t pick and choose
I got a b#tch and she upping it too
Spray his mans and his b#tch get it too
I’m poring tris in my faygo
You holding them ar’s but i’m holding drakos
You told me to spin now let’s see how your day go
And b#tch i’m gonna knock your head off like some legos
She told me just pop a pill up in my faygo
I told her just count the bank now you on payroll
I told e move discreet you gotta ley low
But he don’t listen he pop out with them drakos
Ar 16 b#tch i’m moving real tacked
Warzone sh#t got extend on the mac
You could try to run up but i never lack
Go ask them n#gg#s had them running like track
Speedy gonzales the way that he moves
I up it tuck it send his #ss to the moon
I’m smoking on shh i’m smoking moon rocks
He died sippin syrup i gave him that rewok
All of my opps they dead
They dum #ss stayed talking got filled up with led
Smokie stay fronting got hit up in bed
How you let a dyke b#tch up at your head
Send shots at his head and his ovaries
The dees asking questions like maury
But i cannot fold that’s my slime rick and morty
I cannot lie on my set that’s below of me
Cus my n#gg#s clicking for me they be throwing
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