ZOOKS, OB Jowe - 6616 x 28 Lyrics

Same hoes are endin' my world
Two phones and nobody calls
I just want to find a main
Tell that bitch to give me brain
Yeah, she callin' out my name
We ain't ever been the same
Yeah
My steppers marchin' they be listenin' to Carti, woah
My runners runnin' they be runnin' like some cardio
I bought that bitch some Burberry, but then she didn't want it
Might've spent a rack, but then you know the next day that I made it back, bitch
Tactics, In both hands, I've got bottles of Jack, bitch
The fact is, I got clout because I made a rap diss
It's tragic, I know you bitches wish that you could have this
Plastic, plastic
All over the walls, you were never there
Bitch I did it all, no one ever cared
Bitch, you know I ball, like a Cavalier
No one ever called, I assume, cause they all were scared
I'm on my rockstar shit not no Machine Gun Kelly
I was fuckin' on that bitch because she kept ringing my celly
I don't care if you wear Prada, I don't care if you wear Fendi
I just made a hundred thousand they asked, more, I said, that's plenty, yeah
Walked that bitch off, I feel like I'm Jack Lausch
Had a bad bitch in my room, had to kick her ass out
She was smokin' outside, yeah she know what I'm about
Yeah I couldn't win a fight but I could win one with my mouth, bitch
I kick that field goal like Chappetto
I couldn't start without a pedal
Yeah I feel like Jared Leto, I don't need no piece of paper cause it's all off top the mental
My steppers marchin' they be listenin' to Carti, woah
My runners runnin' they be runnin' like some cardio
I bought that bitch some Burberry, but then she didn't want it
Going all in, heartbreak ain't nothing, but then that bitch got brought in
Damn he is so drippy I don't give a shit, I hear it often
Little thotty on my dick, yeah she give me somethin'
Football you get kicked out and you ain't never subbed in
Silver on me now but soon it finna toughen
Upgraded silver to diamond
Little bitty get up you gotta climb it
Finna be a hell ride, shorty ride it
Palm trees yeah bitch I ain't sighted
It's a nine inch
If I say it's about tools you don't know which one mine is
Shorties yeah I see 'bout two, you don't know which one mine is
It's a goal to get the gold bitch I'm gon' be minin'
Tinder, Twitter, Instagram, these bitches be swipin'
Swipin' yeah they like it
I don't give a shit yeah these bitches gon' tap, yeah
Call of Duty, hit from the flank, yeah
Call me Joker, had the last laugh, yeah
Like ha ha ha
Had a menage
Like the dead rise
Shorty you're mine
My steppers marchin' they be listenin' to Carti, woah
My runners runnin' they be runnin' like some cardio
I bought that bitch some Burberry, but then she didn't want it
Might've lost a rack, but then you know the next day that I fuckin' found it
Sound it, fucked that bitch she knows that I'm about it
Mound it, calm when I listen to Rex Orange County
Loud bitch, climb on top my dick feel like a mountain
Call it, I took off today look at my outfit

Same hoes are endin' my world
Two phones and nobody calls
I just want to find a main
Tell that bitch to give me brain
Yeah, she callin' out my name
We ain't ever been the same
Yeah
My steppers marchin' they be listenin' to Carti, woah
My runners runnin' they be runnin' like some cardio
I bought that bitch some Burberry, but then she didn't want it
Might've spent a rack, but then you know the next day that I made it back, bitch
Tactics, In both hands, I've got bottles of Jack, bitch
The fact is, I got clout because I made a rap diss
It's tragic, I know you bitches wish that you could have this
Plastic, plastic
All over the walls, you were never there
Bitch I did it all, no one ever cared
Bitch, you know I ball, like a Cavalier
No one ever called, I assume, cause they all were scared
I'm on my rockstar shit not no Machine Gun Kelly
I was fuckin' on that bitch because she kept ringing my celly
I don't care if you wear Prada, I don't care if you wear Fendi
I just made a hundred thousand they asked, more, I said, that's plenty, yeah
Walked that bitch off, I feel like I'm Jack Lausch
Had a bad bitch in my room, had to kick her ass out
She was smokin' outside, yeah she know what I'm about
Yeah I couldn't win a fight but I could win one with my mouth, bitch
I kick that field goal like Chappetto
I couldn't start without a pedal
Yeah I feel like Jared Leto, I don't need no piece of paper cause it's all off top the mental
My steppers marchin' they be listenin' to Carti, woah
My runners runnin' they be runnin' like some cardio
I bought that bitch some Burberry, but then she didn't want it
Going all in, heartbreak ain't nothing, but then that bitch got brought in
Damn he is so drippy I don't give a shit, I hear it often
Little thotty on my dick, yeah she give me somethin'
Football you get kicked out and you ain't never subbed in
Silver on me now but soon it finna toughen
Upgraded silver to diamond
Little bitty get up you gotta climb it
Finna be a hell ride, shorty ride it
Palm trees yeah bitch I ain't sighted
It's a nine inch
If I say it's about tools you don't know which one mine is
Shorties yeah I see 'bout two, you don't know which one mine is
It's a goal to get the gold bitch I'm gon' be minin'
Tinder, Twitter, Instagram, these bitches be swipin'
Swipin' yeah they like it
I don't give a shit yeah these bitches gon' tap, yeah
Call of Duty, hit from the flank, yeah
Call me Joker, had the last laugh, yeah
Like ha ha ha
Had a menage
Like the dead rise
Shorty you're mine
My steppers marchin' they be listenin' to Carti, woah
My runners runnin' they be runnin' like some cardio
I bought that bitch some Burberry, but then she didn't want it
Might've lost a rack, but then you know the next day that I fuckin' found it
Sound it, fucked that bitch she knows that I'm about it
Mound it, calm when I listen to Rex Orange County
Loud bitch, climb on top my dick feel like a mountain
Call it, I took off today look at my outfit