Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song HORRID, artist - OFB. Album song Frontstreet, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 30.10.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Rat Trap
Song language: English
HORRID |
| Man just got this weed from Cali |
| My lines booming so this week man’s happy (Ring) |
| Man state straight facts, no Hali' |
| Back of the cabby, jump out, get slappy (Bow) |
| Rude boy best stay in his nappy |
| Ask Big A about him in the passy (Ching him up) |
| I ain’t buying no foreign kicks (No kicks) |
| I’m buying sticks, test it out in the forest (Bow) |
| I wanna be rich like Borris, finesse Henry |
| Let 'em know that we’re horrid (That we’re horrid) |
| Everyone’s telling me go college |
| I wanna build lines, let it run like Sonic (Neaw) |
| Four man got touched, shambolic |
| But they’re on Snapchat going on like they’re solid (Dickheads) |
| Gyal thought I was Lz in this balaclava (Dummy) |
| SJ’s Big A’s father (Your dad) |
| He shaped him up, no need for a barber (Haha) |
| K on the Nizz, what? |
| Where? |
| Don’t follow your friends, just keep it one arda (Don't do it) |
| Get chinged in your face for a starter (You know) |
| It’s like anytime we buck these guys |
| Each and every time these boys get faster (Stop cutting) |
| Grace mad about bars like Kenny (Mad) |
| Cah this shotty come long like her rasclart |
| We got shottys staying under cars (Bow) |
| In case they ever come under the car park |
| Everyone love chat on the O like dickheads (What's good?) |
| How you get bun and splashed? |
| I’m starting to think this yute is a bisshead (Smackhead) |
| Man heard that there’s opps in the bits |
| Man rise up quick, tryna slide where you’re chilling (Tryna slide there) |
| No wonder my fingers itching |
| Double tap that, hit man, get missing (Bow, bow) |
| What’s that in the zoot you’re billing? |
| Gelato, Cookie or Lampz, that’s in it (Oh shit) |
| Oh shit, shouldn’t have said that one |
| But '019 tryna catch me a killing (Killing) |
| Hit the bando, in the trap, man kill it (Kill it) |
| I was 14 in the trap with kittens (Kittens) |
| Man never knew shit ‘bout whippin |
| I only knew push bikes, rambos, kitchens (Kitchens) |
| Stay on the fence, get left where you’re sitting |
| Chill in the green, get left where you’re chilling |
| Real shit this is how mans living |
| Fuck what you heard, OFB been winning |
| Double L’z my bro 'til death |
| It’s getting mad dead in the 2's so let’s head over the 9's instead |
| That same day 4 man got cheffed |
| I’ll run man down and kweff |
| Tryna pitch mans lungs straight outta his chest |
| And I ain’t seen bro bro in a sec |
| But he’s on radio listening to the set |
| Everyday man scream «Free gang!» |
| And I ain’t gonna stop til my broskis home |
| But I got broski on the phone |
| Pray that me and the gang soon blow |
| This bad B won’t leave me alone |
| The craziest brain and my mind got blown |
| Now she won’t leave me no more |
| Why? |
| Because she never got that bone |
| I dare the oppers back that wap |
| Kash, back suttin' and slap |
| The driver’s Skat and we just bucked an opp |
| Me and Double L’z tryna itch it in backs |
| I told bro don’t make no noise |
| But the dickhead clocked and revved his gas |
| 4 Wheel spinning, Rambos twinning |
| You don’t wanna see bro-bro double tap |
| Saucy driller just like bro Klaps |
| Look at this barbie this one bad |
| And she fucks with the opps it’s getting me mad |
| Stop, I’ve got enough corn for a Jadz |
| Step with shanks can’t do me like Gabz |
| Any day of the week I’ll do it for Mangz |
| And he’ll do it for me that’s what you call fam |
| I’m in the back of the dance with gang |
| Lights off when I got the suttin in my hand |
| Cah I don’t know none of these man |
| Make the wrong move and you’ll here that bang |
| I missed bro S, brodie just rang |
| I got broski 'til the day he lands |
| R12 or Transit vans, Tunkz got bored and ran and sang |
| Look, TT grub man slang |
| Cats take my food, move prang |
| Take my blade, firm it like a man |
| You can smoke nuttin' like this dam |
| Talk on the net bucked us and ran |
| Man skid that whip even though he’s on a ban |
| Boogs swing that blade with force, go HAM |
| Swing that blade with force go HAM |
| I was fourteen when I lost my brain |
| Everyone watched me go insane |
| Me and Bando, Undertaker and Kane |
| Hold on bro, I clock his face |
| Jump out, Xin Zhao, leave man on the pave |
| Like Rashford, that boy got pace |
| But tripped up didn’t tie his lace |
| If the mash was there that day |
| Get it like PY, get shot in his face |
| Make it rain on the opp block |
| Burn everything and make sure I dont leave no trace |
| Not involved in this silly case |
| I drill and I trap what more can I do? |
| Talk on my name must be bunning the food |
| Bro splashed him didn’t have no clue |
| I only found out like I’m late on news |
| Ghosty |