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Lil Zay Osama

61st To 64th

 

61st To 64th

(album: Trench Baby - 2021)


61st to 64th, ain't nobody on that porch
Er'body got a .30, er'body tryna score
Catch him lacking, get the blick
And he don't blick back, chase him down
Bullets ripping through his tissue
With extra clips for all these switches
Opps, they see me and they know to run
My Glock a golden gun
How you tryna beef with me?
You don't even own a gun
Yo' lil' homie died, you ain't blick back, who gave lil' folks a gun?
All these bitches sucking dick
They come with us, they using tongues

Pull up in that scat fast
Chrome Hearts, a fresh tag
Balled a bad bitch out and sent her home with a wet ass
Niggas get to tweaking, we don't think first, we just splat, splat
And I slimed plenty niggas out, I could say slatt, slatt
I'll come to your city for a show
I ain't gon' perform if I don't get Glock through the door
Bitch, I'm from the 'Raq, I ain't gon say it's on the floor
HotHead burning in my Backwood, that's the only thing I smoke
Roll up that Marty, Josh, Foxx, Scrapp, Joc pack
Doon, Lil D, Ricky, Moses and Scrapp, Bam getting smoked now
Y'all still ain't get y'all lick back, y'all still ain't get y'all get back
Whole city know we with that, first nigga caught shit splat

61st to 64th, ain't nobody on that porch
Er'body got a .30, er'body tryna score
Catch him lacking, get the blick
And he don't blick back, chase him down
Bullets ripping through his tissue
With extra clips for all these switches
Opps, they see me and they know to run
My Glock a golden gun
How you tryna beef with me?
You don't even own a gun
Yo' lil' homie died, you ain't blick back, who gave lil' folks a gun?
All these bitches sucking dick
They come with us, they using tongues

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