lirik lagu otm - highly favored
[intro: duffy]
let me get in my bag
ayy
b~tch, hmm
[chorus: duffy]
i need that backend, i’m through the back door
we just tore the club up, i ain’t never showed an id, n~gga
neiman and marcus my homies, i’m known to get fly, never been a white tee type of n~gga
ice on me and my whole gang eat
b~tch, we highly favored, don’t mind my n~ggas
outside, glock right by me, n~gga
hit the block up, they know otm did it
[verse 1: duffy]
she like how i mud walk, b~tch, i be poured
if it’s one thing for sure, we got straps at the show
they want that old otm, we done grew up a bit, but i told you we back in that mode
jump out of foreigns with poles, that beef on the floor if he playin’ with me and my bros
i get dough, i like hoes, she ain’t one of those then that b~tch gotta go
put on my shiesty, forget about music
my circle stay small, we don’t do no recruitin’
poppin’ my grease, all these n~ggas my juniors
these n~ggas ain’t shooters, they tough on computers
i just get to it, i don’t know nothin’
was takin’ a bus, b~tch, we came from the struggle
don’t ask me what’s up in this louis v duffel
uchies and ‘bows and a glock with a b~tton
plus one on my hip, i empty the clip
racks on me, ridin’ in a coupe with a weapon
i just ran up some brand~new blue strips
in a james bond benz like 007
we need some cups, stop at 7~eleven
n~ggas fugazy, they fold under pressure
n~ggas be fakin’, sh~t, i can’t relate
get the f~ck out my face, you ain’t tryna get paid
[chorus: duffy]
i need that backend, i’m through the back door
we just tore the club up, i ain’t never showed an id, n~gga
neiman and marcus my homies, i’m known to get fly, never been a white tee type of n~gga
ice on me and my whole gang eat
b~tch, we highly favored, don’t mind my n~ggas
outside, glock right by me, n~gga
hit the block up, they know otm did it
[verse 2: blue pesos]
pile on the floor, don’t mind that, n~gga
tough guy, buckeye, c~ckback hit him
slime b twelve, i got racks in the middle
“p, where you at?” i’m in the jax with my auntie
i don’t trust you, don’t trust me, trust me
pay me, b~tch, don’t f~ck me or suck me
trip out on a n~gga like i’m high off a mushroom
slurred evil thoughts like it must be the codeine
payed an awful lot for this piece, don’t touch it
wack jumper, nah, b~tch, i’m shootin’ at the buzzer
ejected off the coupe, all it take is one b~tton
neiman and marcus, they both my cousins
line a n~gga up, you want a tape or a mullet?
go against the guys, leave his head in the gutter
12 in the rear, guess it’s time to burn rubber
rush~hour genttime, poured a chris tucker
she suckin’ right now, why the f~ck you keep buggin’?
too much kick on the k, had to slap on a muzzle
see a fan up in traffic, i throw up the mussle
i don’t do the white tees with my l&r hoodie
[outro: duffy]
i need that backend, i’m through the back door
we just tore the club up, i ain’t never showed an id, n~gga
neiman and marcus my homies, i’m known to get fly, never been a white tee type of n~gga
ice on me and my whole gang eat, b~tch, ayy
ayy
hit the block up, they know otm did it, b~tch
yeah
n~ggas know what the f~ck goin’ on
yeah, long live the ruler
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