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Osamason - Cts V Lyrics

[Chorus]
Uh, yeah, I love makin' shit dip, yeah (Brr, brr), I get nacho chip, yeah
Put your trust in bitches (Yeah), boy, you must be out your shit, yeah
Just poured up a six, bitch, I'm geeked like, "What's this?" (Uh-uh)
Call my twin, I need a hit (Hit), slime gon' knock you out your shit
Y-Y-Yeah, fuck your mistress, this ho steady eat dick
Yeah, I can't drop no miss, they like, "You steady dropping hits" (Yeah, steady dropping hits)
Yeah, I'ma flip that whip, I-I'ma— I'ma flip that whip (Skrrt-skrrt, skrrt)
Yeah, that CTS-V jumping (Yeah, yeah)
I can't stop, bitch, I punch it
Bitch, why that door punched in?
W-Why is your ho dick jumping?
I got hella racks touchin' (Bee)
Boy, you broke, you don't touch nothing (Yeah)

[Verse]
I'm whippin' that bih' like Cullin' (Yeah)
My slime blood like he my cousin
I got a Glock 45, not tusslin' (Oh, no)
Nigga, I ain't tuck this bitch for nothin'
Mama like, "Stop all that cussing"
Bitch, I'm on the highway cuttin'
On the block, y-yeah, that tough end
Pull up swervin' like I'm stuntin'
Big-ass rifle, I be huntin'
How that feel? I'm finna chase somethin'
Yes, came in this bitch with my gun (Ha, yeah, yeah)
Flip that whip like it's fun (Yeah, yeah-yeah)
My slime do that shit (Grrah)
B-Brand new— Brand new cooling kit (Yeah, yeah-yeah)
I get— I get shooters hit
S-Send your drop, get shooters hit
W-Who you moving with? (Moving with)
Is you— Is you stupid, bitch? (Stupid)
I-I-I can't trust a ho (Nah, nah), p-put my trust in switch
[Chorus]
Uh, yeah, I love makin' shit dip, yeah (Brr, brr), I get nacho chip, yeah
Put your trust in bitches (Yeah), boy, you must be out your shit, yeah
Just poured up a six, bitch, I'm geeked, like, "What's this?" (Uh-uh)
Call my twin, I need a hit (Hit), slime gon' knock you out your shit
Y-Y-Yeah, fuck your mistress, this ho steady eat dick
Yeah, I can't drop no miss, they like, "You steady dropping hits" (Yeah, steady dropping hits)
Yeah, I'ma flip that whip, I-I'ma— I'ma flip that whip (Skrrt-skrrt, skrrt)
Yeah, that CTS-V jumping (Yeah, yeah)
I can't stop, bitch, I punch it
Bitch, why that door punched in?
W-Why is your ho dick jumping?
I got hella racks touchin' (Bee)
Boy, you broke, you don't touch nothing (Yeah)