In Da Country
[Intro: oym]
What's good, GeeohhS
What?
Go
[Verse 1: oym]
I done fucked up so many racks up, this shit ridiculous (Racks)
I done seen so much shit going city-city (Woah)
I be posting by myself cause the streets tricky (Tricky)
They gon' blick the n***a down 'cause he ain't fifty (Blick)
Everytime I send a box, I know the shit risky (Huh?)
When I hit my first M, I ain't tryna hear it (Nah)
We ain't leaving out the street, talking' 'bout n***as clear it
Broke n***a iced up, but he riding Spirit (What?)
All the opps keep losing, got the bitches cheering (Damn)
This according to the card, not an M driver (Skrrt)
When the bullets get to flying, watch where you sighted
VS1 diamonds hittin', where them bitch biting, damn
Yeah, them bitches hittin'
I got my firе in my pocket, watch where you sittin'
Timе is money, so I'm staring at the clock ticking
She can take the codeine when we get to kissing, damn (Codeine)
Let me kiss my cup (Kiss my cup)
Bitch, you fucked the whole gang, no, you can't hit my blunt
Get a n***a head chopped for a bag of runtz
I don't want no bitch around if that ain't fun (Nah)
[Verse 2: Dctrill]
These n***as talking crazy (Huh?)
She don't want no flunky n***a, she want the drank baby
I teleport place to place just like Rick and Morty
He ain't really got no bag, that's just another story
[?], it's been there since my younger ages (Yeah)
Different bitch everyday just like Trading Places
Whips, whips, whips, just like bad grazes
I walk around with a F, aim it in ya faces
Big boss playa, I'm so smooth pillow operator
I'm in a new school, popular like the class mayor
Always over n***as, shit, I guess I never understood
Ain't no grabba in this country-ass town, I'm finna smoke a wood
What's good, GeeohhS
What?
Go
[Verse 1: oym]
I done fucked up so many racks up, this shit ridiculous (Racks)
I done seen so much shit going city-city (Woah)
I be posting by myself cause the streets tricky (Tricky)
They gon' blick the n***a down 'cause he ain't fifty (Blick)
Everytime I send a box, I know the shit risky (Huh?)
When I hit my first M, I ain't tryna hear it (Nah)
We ain't leaving out the street, talking' 'bout n***as clear it
Broke n***a iced up, but he riding Spirit (What?)
All the opps keep losing, got the bitches cheering (Damn)
This according to the card, not an M driver (Skrrt)
When the bullets get to flying, watch where you sighted
VS1 diamonds hittin', where them bitch biting, damn
Yeah, them bitches hittin'
I got my firе in my pocket, watch where you sittin'
Timе is money, so I'm staring at the clock ticking
She can take the codeine when we get to kissing, damn (Codeine)
Let me kiss my cup (Kiss my cup)
Bitch, you fucked the whole gang, no, you can't hit my blunt
Get a n***a head chopped for a bag of runtz
I don't want no bitch around if that ain't fun (Nah)
[Verse 2: Dctrill]
These n***as talking crazy (Huh?)
She don't want no flunky n***a, she want the drank baby
I teleport place to place just like Rick and Morty
He ain't really got no bag, that's just another story
[?], it's been there since my younger ages (Yeah)
Different bitch everyday just like Trading Places
Whips, whips, whips, just like bad grazes
I walk around with a F, aim it in ya faces
Big boss playa, I'm so smooth pillow operator
I'm in a new school, popular like the class mayor
Always over n***as, shit, I guess I never understood
Ain't no grabba in this country-ass town, I'm finna smoke a wood