| My drip is a talent
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| Saving is boring
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| So I might go Harrods
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| Too many sirens (Skrrt)
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| Had to skrrt off in the foreign (Skrrt)
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| Weed got me paranoid
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| Every time I count a check I do the OT bop
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| Came along way from them OT Shots
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| Now we doing shows in all these spots
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| And my young boys still in all these spots
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| Out here early of the year
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| Tryna be the hustler of the year
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| Was kway kway kway far there
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| Huh, you see me here, tomorrow there
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| I was OT boppin', huh
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| Uh, yeah, chyeah, huh
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| Tryna get my spot poppin'
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| Yeah, uh, yeah, chyeah
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| I was meant to go uni, sold drugs
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| Got bagged, oh fuck
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| OT bop
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| Now I’m gettin' bookings, goin' up
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| Hit the M-way, get gwop
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| Mummy said leave those streets alone
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| Tried a nine-to-five, they ain’t give me a role
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| Oh well, I’m on a roll
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| OT bop, on we go
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| OT what? |
| OT Bop
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| Take that bag, make him hold this grub
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| Runnin' to the plug, tryna double this stuff
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| Now I’m dodgin' all the cops 'cause of this stuff
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| Tracksuit drop with the elegant kicks
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| Might need prayer for this devilish drip
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| That girl there, she wanna take pics
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| Please don’t go, you gotta say cheese
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| Out here early of the year
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| Tryna be the hustler of the year
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| Was kway kway kway far there
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| Huh, you see me here, tomorrow there
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| I was OT boppin', huh
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| Uh, yeah, chyeah, huh
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| Tryna get my spot poppin'
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| Yeah, uh, yeah, chyeah
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| Makin' this cash, I can never get stopped
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| When it get low, I’ma OT bop
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| Never goin' back, gotta get this gwop
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| You know it goes down every time we in the block
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| Makin' this cash, I can never get stopped
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| When it get low, I’ma OT bop
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| Never goin' back, gotta get this gwop
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| You know it goes down every time we in the block
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| She’s five-outta-ten, tell here never mind
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| Nine-outta-ten, we in top comment
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| Coulda been Off-White but I’m in Vetement
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| Fuck how you feel, that’s my sentiments
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| OT bop, OT what?
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| Feds chasin' the guys, I OT bopped
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| Can’t really talk right now
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| Cah the feds got my broski locked
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| Ever since dey born me, cash is the motto
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| Used to trap in Polo
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| And now the diamonds flash, take a photo
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| Chyeah, gassed in the dance
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| She got a arse and a full-up bra
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| Majestic stance, now I pull up fantastic
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| Out here early of the year
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| Tryna be the hustler of the year
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| Was kway kway kway far there
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| Huh, you see me here, tomorrow over there
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| I was OT boppin', huh
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| Uh, yeah, chyeah, huh
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| Tryna get my spot poppin'
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| Yeah, uh, yeah, chyeah |