EST Gee - OD Lyrics

(Pipe that shit up, TNT)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
All this damn, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, niggas broke (niggas broke)
Don't let 'em trick you with that slide shit (with that slide shit)
That stick he post online
He don't ever be outside with it (he don't ever be outside with it)
Meanwhile, we still ridin' 'round off X pills
Tryna blind some shit (tryna blind some shit)
Say you slidin', but you ain't one of my kind
If you ain't go ridin' with it (if you ain't go ridin')
I'm talkin' 'bout slidin' all day and night (I'm talkin' 'bout slide)
Ain't on no tired shit
Niggas BCIs (niggas rats)
Gossipin' 'bout Geeski, I do not see why (FOREVERROLLING)
Shoot it 'til it de-cock, cut your street out, make you pull a tee out
And I'm hittin' my lil' bitch from the front
Sweatin', it got in her leave out (sweatin', it got in her leave out)
She ain't trippin' if she sittin' 'round me, or we could buy a fiat (I'm gettin' money)
I'm goin' in deep, babe, breathe out (breathe out)
I got my money in Sacramento like I'm Vlade Divac (like I'm Vlade Divac)
I'm on my way (I'm on my way) to pick that cheese up, clutchin', blowin' the weed out
My jays love me more than the needle 'cause how good I treat her (I treat her good)
Plus I'm protectin' with this FN, it's a people weeder
Just ask my opps, it turned they best friends into Jesus meeters

Yeah, yeah, bishop, preacher, deacons
Uh, shooters, servers, creepers
My mama say in the name of Jesus
She rebuke the demons (she rebuke in the name of Jesus)
Start takin' losses, that prayer crossed me
Ma, I think I'm evil (I think I'm evil)
Thought I stomped on it, wasn't enough on it
Make sure he breathin' (make sure a nigga breathin')
Don't need no nigga OD'in' (don't need no nigga OD'in')
Yeah, yeah, make sure that nigga breathin'
Thought I stomped on it, wasn't enough on it
Make sure that nigga breathin' (don't need no nigga OD'in')
Yeah, yeah, don't need no nigga OD'in' (don't need no nigga)
This shit strong