Oliver Bassil
MakeTheNoises
Blocking out, b#tch, what you saying, la, la, la
Up the choppa, let it ring, go dah, dah, dah
Posted in the night, I’m with the gang, like a vampire
b#tch, I’m tryna clique up with the gang, you not damn fire
I just took that n#gg# off the map, he gon’ damn fly
All that sh#t he saying, it be cap, he ain’t that damn guy
Choppa run around him like a lap, it leave him damn fried
Bro had told me run my money up until the damn sky
Yeah, I put some ice on my wrist, uh
p#ss# boy dropping a diss, uh
That sh#t, it making me sick
n#gg# want clout, b#tch, get off my dick
“What kinda car he in?” Aston Martin
What’s the problem? What’s the static? We can get into
Getting a check, lil’ b#tch
Falling out of line, might have to check thе b#tch
This Rari fast, and that b#tch going zoom, I might just wreck this b#tch
Yeah, my b#tch mad, she gеtting on my nerves, so I won’t text the b#tch
That n#gg# fake, we caught him lying, know that he stay tripping
These n#gg# lame, I put that on the gang, got the coupe iced out
Can’t feel my pain, lil’ n#gg#, it’s the same, look at the lifestyle
The camera flash, the only time I feel good is when the lights out
Right now, blocking out what you saying, b#tch, get out my house
Blocking out, b#tch, what you saying, la, la, la
Up the choppa, let it ring, go dah, dah, dah
Posted in the night, I’m with the gang, like a vampire
b#tch, I’m tryna clique up with the gang, you not damn fire
I just took that n#gg# off the map, he gon’ damn fly
All that sh#t he saying, it be cap, he ain’t that damn guy
Choppa run around him like a lap, it leave him damn fried
Bro had told me run my money up until the damn sky
Dreads swinging
Don’t play with them boys ’cause they so damn dangerous
Can’t flame him
7.62’s pop it, left him head hanging
Rollie on my wrist, I bust it down, I steal a Plain Jane
All my n#gg#s really on their sh#t, that’s why the feds hating
I know my twin gon’ make it out the raid, it’s f#ck the ATF
It’s n#gg#s saying they pressed up on me, please stop with all the Jeff
We don’t steal, we took that n#gg# pride, this sh#t be far from death
Cap to the hoes, keep talking out your throat, send hollows to your neck
Claim that’s your mans, he playing both sides, boy, that’s a red flag
I make that Urus growl so I just told them, “Watch me push the gas”
I jumped the traffic but it wasn’t my forte, so I had to switch lanes
Them bullets hot, them b#tches pull your skin, this Glock cut like a switchblade
Say I’m a trophy, young n#gg# too goated, I feel like a [?]
Now I’m at the top, yo’ #ss should have listened when n#gg# told you
Zaza got me high, feel like a hippie, in the stu’, tea sippin’
Them n#gg#s can’t even do what I do, why my name in their mention?
Blocking out, b#tch, what you saying, la, la, la
Up the choppa, let it ring, go dah, dah, dah
Posted in the night, I’m with the gang, like a vampire
b#tch, I’m tryna clique up with the gang, you not damn fire
I just took that n#gg# off the map, he gon’ damn fly
All that sh#t he saying, it be cap, he ain’t that damn guy
Choppa run around him like a lap, it leave him damn fried
Bro had told me run my money up until the damn sky
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