OCETHELABEL - EXOTIC

That's all Taz can do is fight, he's a street thug
Yeah, nigga
OCE Herm in this bitch
Nigga, expensive pack, exotic pack
Shawty gave me fire head like I play for the heat
OCE THE GANG, the only niggas getting close to me
I smoke these exotic weed, she askin' me what's got into me
I just lit the wood, this bitch...
I just lit the wood, this bitch smokin' like a chimney
Three-five of blue Gushers, know that shit be killin' me
I can hit the button on the back and make these niggas feel the heat
Feel like I'm curry, I just hit the shot way from down the street
7.62, shell catcher, make the chops stay on repeat
I call my nigga NLE , how I walkem' down on feet
Baby said she like my music, grab my dick, she tryna eat it
When I nut, you gotta go pack up your bags, you gotta beat it
Niggas actin' like they get money, but I never seen it
This is Drakey, nigga, make it hitstick a nigga, Darrelle Revis
It's hot as fuck, smokin' the wood, I'm with KD, we in Phoenix
(Damn, dame, you tweakin' on the beat)
This a push start, don't even need a key
All these bitches on the gram want some, what you given' me
She said some pussy, okay, then you get the letter after C
This bitch piss me off, leavin' out her crib, I'm smokin' weed
Hot box the whip
Let me out this bitch, I can't breathe
I'm in Mexico, eatin' chicken tacos on the beach
With a double cup, stupid bitch, I don't even drink
Score on the nigga, like 2K, that bitch green
Za I got my eyes low, I thought I was Yao Ming
I'm like Freddy, nigga, I'm even poppin' up in your dreams
Big ass raincoat, with a wig, like Halloween
Get off your ass, nigga, and get a bag by any means
I'm in that mode, Roll a wood, I'm in this bitch gettin' blown
She took my soul, she said don't say nothin', I put it in my song
She a sexy little bitch, you gotta see it in her thong
She get mad when I don't answer off the bud, I be gone
I just upped a roll, but nigga, pillow talkin' like some hoes
A nigga play then this Glock, get the bussin' like a rose
I paid a lot for this bag, this a real expensive bows
Niggas petty with that pay, pack it up, you gotta go
23 with the brrrd, it be sendin' niggas home
I just bust all in her mouth, I can't get it on my clothes
Ran me up a big bag, I been stackin' up my pros, nigga
Shawty gave me fire head like I play For the heat
OCE the gang, the only niggas gettin' close to me
I smoke exotic weed, she askin' me what's got into me
I just lit the wood, this bitch
I just lit the wood, this bitch smokin' like a chimney
Baby reachin' for my Johnson, I think she feelin' me
Watchin' me and all that dick suckin' shit be killin' me
I just set the booth on fire, so I can kill the beat
I got a bad bitch, like Summer Walker she think I'm Meech
I be fuckin' on her friend, she don't say nothin', she keep it P
I got a glitch on back of this bitch, I let it go, hop out on feet
Hop out the car and lay him down, I be puttin' shit to sleep, nigga
Like TLC on your block, we gon' creep
I ain't stingy, he want drake it, get the bustin' like a freak
I don't want your bitch, nigga, nah, for real, that hoe weak
This exotic Za's almost passed out this shit weak
I be ignorin' hoes, I ain't talked to her about a week
This a real DOA, that window drop and tires screech
Yeah, nigga, that's a real DOA, that window drop and tires screech
PRODUCED BY: OCEVON

Written by:
Herman Walker

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