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lirik lagu otm - 12:18am (freestyle)

[intro: blue pesos]
how the f~ck she—?
sh~t
uh
n~ggas know what’s goin’ on
sh~t, sh~ttin’ on them
i know n~ggas get tired of hearin’ my motherf~ckin’—
it’s unfortunate (ayo, t, run that sh~t up)

[verse 1: blue pesos]
gave him eighteen shots, it was twelve after dark
water drippin’ from my neck, i could be noah’s ark
poured off a four tryin’ not to spill the wock’
what’s that bulgin’ in your pants? either a 40 or a knot

[chorus: blue pesos]
dodgin’ dimes, it be hard to find the time
sh~t, it’s 12:18, check the time
loyalty and royalty some sh~t you’ll die about
please don’t get no funny thoughts, we’ll crack his pineapple

[verse 2: blue pesos]
my first time off the porch, i was thirteen
’til that n~gga shut his mouth, bein’ real, i done heard things
sh~t, them band sh~ts cleared, it’s 12:18
i put my homies on, that’s for the ones tryna gatekeep
neck bustdown, it’s ’bout that time i need an ap
we done had n~ggas scared at popups, me and doe beez’
advance cleared, sh~t, with this, could feed the whole team
i’m hood famous, i be tryna stay lowkey
sleazy thoughts in the coupe, i’m off codeine
ten sticks in this b~tch, d~mn, bro, where you get all these?
don’t even hold that chain up, that sh~t faulty
throwin’ uchies on the dash, i got all these n~ggas salty
my b~tch bad, so she gotta be bossy
another opp in my rear, he got put up in the coffin
this n~gga mad ’cause his chain from the slauson
if i set the play up, bet the homie randy moss him, ugh
[chorus: blue pesos]
dodgin’ dimes, it be hard to find the time
sh~t, it’s 12:18, check the time
loyalty and royalty some sh~t you’ll die about
please don’t get no funny thoughts, we’ll crack his pineapple

[verse 3: duffy]
sh~t, up on him, where your pole? mines faster
smashin’ in the benz, drivin’ like a hijacker
otm got all these n~ggas whinnin’, what’s the matter?
loyalty and royalty, and you could die about it
n~gga, that’s your girl? it don’t matter, i’ll blamp her
we makin’ too much money, labels probably want us canceled
creepin’ in the cut in all black, we like panthers
d~mn, i hate a b~tch that always think she got the answers
ridin’ with my whammer, it’s past midnight
hoop with us, ain’t no timeouts, it ain’t no halftime
sleazy thoughts, the cold devil on my mind
we some young kings, crown us, we’ve been on the front line
pourin’ up this drank, this sh~t cover up my scars
slidin’ with that sh~t on, my hoodie lnr
gang on me, we on bunk, four guns in the car
go against the mussle, he ain’t finna make it far

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