Lando Bando & The Hip Hop Lab
Odd Ball
[Intro: Rio Da Yung OG]
You said what I'm doin'?
(PrimoBeatz on the track)
(It's Lando, your bitch know, don't let your bitch go, n***a)

[Verse: Rio Da Yung OG]
I'm a motherfuckin' Ghetto Boy
I know you heard that shit, man, I'm— alright, one more time
Hundred twenty cash on me, let's play hardball
Only n***a in my family with two hundred, I'm an oddball
Grab the red key and start it up, you hear the car talkin'
Dehydrated, finna pour some Wock' in a Voss water
Got fired from my job 'cause I tried to fuck the boss daughter
Plug threw a big bag, you would think Randy Moss caught it
Lead in me, 810 baby, I drink faucet water
Boyz chain on the way, Hutch say it's gon' cost a quarter
Hit a n***a in Canada from the riverfront, it went across the water
I don't drive Scats, the littlе pinky ring I got cost a Charger
Signed a deal and caught a casе, ain't buy a chain, bitch, I bought a lawyer
Didn't Lando tell you boys don't let your bitch go?
Only time I'm playin' with a lil' boy is when I sift the blow
Gettin' extra high, two zips to smoke and a brick to pour
Waste the drank tryna pour it up, I had to lick the floor
Bitch raised her voice when we got into it, had to hit my ho
Two Blacks back to back, let me clear my throat
Damn near beat my fiend half to death, she tried to steal my dope
At this point, n***as mad, they can't figure us out
K shell get tangled in his dreads, he gotta pick 'em out
I ain't like the way the bitch rub my feet, so I kicked her out
Beat the bitch down in the living room, I had to fix her couch
You said Rio told on who? You better fix your mouth
If you don't really know 'bout lean, then I'ma hit your ounce
Make it sound like a fuckin' thunderstorm when this hit your house
Get a n***a whole database erased if I click the mouse
I ain't hit your bitch, bro, she gave me head, I hit her mouth
I'm in the best position, I can't let a n***a trick me out it
Went to the bank and withdrawed some money like, "Crip me out"
All blues, I know a n***a eatin' off the dogfood
You're not a hustler, if I was lookin' for some work, I wouldn't call you
Might drop that Lam' truck if this other hundred fall through
I need a n***a spanked broad daylight, let me call Skub
I seen a big n***a get knocked out by a small dude
Glock 26, I snuck it in the club, this the small deuce
Gary pissed me off, my new chain, I might have Kamal do it
Buy a brick, a zip, a gram, I sell balls too
I ain't gotta show I'm gettin' money no more, I thought y'all knew it
Took two bricks out a zip, now it's a Paul Pierce
You a weird-ass n***a, probably go and get your balls pierced
You got a plan to triple money up? I'm all ears
Dropped a hundred in a n***a car and broke the power steering
I just sold a fake brick, then went and picked up Jaire and Sharon
How the fuck you gon' have me frightened? I was scarin' scares
He got a fake pair of crackheads on, he just wearin' ears
I got a big brick scale at the crib, I can weigh a bear, n***a
[Outro: Rio Da Yung OG]
Ghetto Boyz shit, n***a, you know what the fuck goin' on
(PrimoBeatz on the track)
What up, Lando? You know what I'm sayin', don't let your—
Alright, don't let that bitch go, 'cause your bitch know, n***a
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