Ghee Boe - Oxygen Lyrics

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Shit
Bitch
You already know wtf goin on
Got our foot on these niggas necks man
They cnt breathe man
Hey
Hey

Ugh huh ugh huh ugh
I need some oxygen
I’m runnin up checks til I’m outta wind I’m rollin zakiya I spark this up n I
Huh ugh huh ugh huh
I need some oxygen
I just hit this freak wit a chocolate tinge I had bent like a offensive end
Huh ugh huh ugh huh
I need some oxygen
I lost my breath just countin the profit then I ran up a check cuz I gotta win
Huh ugh huh ugh huh
I need some oxygen
I’m high outta space but I’m functionin it’s so up it’s stuck bro we so up we need us some oxygen

I’m from the future like the Robinson’s
Finna run this check up like I’m Kylie Jen
Empire shit but we ain’t Ottoman
We fuckin suited like some congressmen
It’s like I work in fuckin Washington
Catchin asthma attacks when I be walkin in
I swear these bitches need some oxygen
Aye I hit that freak wit no slack
I need some air when I be hittin the back
I need some air when in a room fulla wack
I need some air when in a room fulla rats
These niggas making doorags they fulla cap
When we did the 69 I had me a strap
Had ha outta breath Bruh she was bout to collapse
Said I wasn’t gone drag her but a nigga relapsed
While I sparked up the gas

Ugh huh ugh huh ugh
I need some oxygen
I’m runnin up checks til I’m outta wind I’m rollin zakiya I spark this up n I
Huh ugh huh ugh huh
I need some oxygen
I just hit this freak wit a chocolate tinge I had bent like a offensive end
Huh ugh huh ugh huh
I need some oxygen
I lost my breath just countin the profit then I ran up a check cuz I gotta win
Huh ugh huh ugh huh
I need some oxygen
I’m high outta space but I’m functionin it’s so up it’s stuck bro we so up we need us some oxygen

Ugh ugh
It’s up it’s stuck
That strap is tucked
Milwaukee got bucks
Ugh ugh ugh ugh
Need some oxygen Bruh
These niggas tryna cuff but they bitches tryna fuck
Ugh ugh ugh ugh
Wish you pussy niggas luck
My strap might Pre-nut
Like it’s finna go n fuck
Ugh ugh ugh ugh
Hit the gas she tryna fuck
Hit the weed she tryna get stuck
Run this shit
Bruh keep up

Ugh huh ugh huh ugh
I need some oxygen
I’m runnin up checks til I’m outta wind I’m rollin zakiya I spark this up n I
Huh ugh huh ugh huh
I need some oxygen
I just hit this freak wit a chocolate tinge I had bent like a offensive end
Huh ugh huh ugh huh
I need some oxygen
I lost my breath just countin the profit then I ran up a check cuz I gotta win
Huh ugh huh ugh huh
I need some oxygen
I’m high outta space but I’m functionin it’s so up it’s stuck bro we so up we need us some oxygen

Lil bitch
Get some air bitch