out west - ot drench & baby2 lyrics
[intro]
(five times five*fifty, fifty, we on the way)
([?])
[chorus: baby2]
out west with the demons
[?] up, codeine dreamin’
and my zap still beepin’
and my trap line tweakin’
and my traphouse bumpin’
we get the lo’ and we dump it
on the res’, made eight band pros off a onion
no meds, i be sellin’ them [?] just stuff ’em
brand new glock with the box, gotta stuff it
i’m in the trap tryna bomb like a russian
i hit a town with a pack, get it bustin’
[?] droppin’ a hunnid
i should be outside, walk up and dunk it
i was in the fast car, they didn’t see me comin’
i hit a whack spot, i get it runnin’
f150, we might have to bump it
[verse 1: ot drench]
[?] chicken, we gеt it jumpin’ (yeah, yeah)
send thе pack on the plane and they go get it bumpin’
sit down in the trap, the brown, they love it
can’t get in that car, he scared to go huntin’
if i get the pin best believe i’ma run in
yeah, with the feds, only time i was runnin’
fill up the car and we go
nah, we don’t do drive*bys, we tryna k!ll ’em
you know that we gettin’ up close
me and wham in that car, we’ll go on our own
when i pour up the lean know it’s [?]
[bridge: ot drench]
yeah, long live all the men
free the f*ckin’ guys
know how we comin’ man
canada wide sh*t
[chorus: baby2]
out west with the demons
[?] up, codeine dreamin’
and my zap still beepin’
and my trap line tweakin’
and my traphouse bumpin’
we get the lo’ and we dump it
on the res’, made eight band pros off a onion
no meds, i be sellin’ them [?] just stuff ’em
brand new glock with the box, gotta stuff it
i’m in the trap tryna bomb like a russian
i hit a town with a pack, get it bustin’
[?] droppin’ a hunnid
i should be outside, walk up and dunk it
i was in the fast car, they didn’t see me comin’
i hit a whack spot, i get it runnin’
f150, we might have to bump it
[verse 2: ot drench]
we ain’t takin’ down the plug
fill up the trap then we go nip it down
45, won’t make a sound
or he want a hat, better switch up the crowd
the d’s [?] serious [?] go sit down
i just bleached up in the trap
10 mill’s [?] up out of town
still free crodie out the cells
[?] lay him down
yo, lay him down
overtime, ot, ot
we out west with the demons
man, know how the f*ck we comin’
[outro: baby2]
out west with the demons
[?] up, codeine dreamin’
and my zap still beepin’
and my trap line tweakin’
and my traphouse bumpin’
we get the lo’ and we dump it
on the res’, made eight band pros off a onion
no meds, i be sellin’ them [?] just stuff ’em
brand new glock with the box, gotta stuff it
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