Текст NSG – OT Bop
Текст:
My drip is a talent
Saving is boring
So I might go Harrods
Too many sirens (Skrrt)
Weed got me paranoid
Every time I count a check I do the OT bop
Came along way from them OT Shots
Now we doing shows in all these spots
And my young boys still in all these spots
Out here early of the year
Tryna be the hustler of the year
Was kway kway kway far there
Huh, you see me here, tomorrow there
I was OT boppin’, huh
Uh, yeah, chyeah, huh
Tryna get my spot poppin’
Yeah, uh, yeah, chyeah
I was meant to go uni, sold drugs
Got bagged, oh fuck
OT bop
Now I’m gettin’ bookings, goin’ up
Hit the M-way, get gwop
Mummy said leave those streets alone
Tried a nine-to-five, they ain’t give me a role
Oh well, I’m on a roll
OT bop, on we go
OT what? OT Bop
Take that bag, make him hold this grub
Runnin’ to the plug, tryna double this stuff
Tracksuit drop with the elegant kicks
Might need prayer for this devilish drip
That girl there, she wanna take pics
Please don’t go, you gotta say cheese
Out here early of the year
Tryna be the hustler of the year
Was kway kway kway far there
Huh, you see me here, tomorrow there
I was OT boppin’, huh
Uh, yeah, chyeah, huh
Tryna get my spot poppin’
Yeah, uh, yeah, chyeah
Makin’ this cash, I can never get stopped
When it get low, I’ma OT bop
Never goin’ back, gotta get this gwop
You know it goes down every time we in the block
Makin’ this cash, I can never get stopped
When it get low, I’ma OT bop
Never goin’ back, gotta get this gwop
You know it goes down every time we in the block
She’s five-outta-ten, tell here never mind
Nine-outta-ten, we in top comment
Coulda been Off-White but I’m in Vetement
Fuck how you feel, that’s my sentiments
OT bop, OT what?
Feds chasin’ the guys, I OT bopped
Can’t really talk right now
Cah the feds got my broski locked
Ever since dey born me, cash is the motto
Used to trap in Polo
And now the diamonds flash, take a photo
Chyeah, gassed in the dance
She got a arse and a full-up bra
Majestic stance, now I pull up fantastic
Out here early of the year
Tryna be the hustler of the year
Was kway kway kway far there
Huh, you see me here, tomorrow over there
I was OT boppin’, huh
Uh, yeah, chyeah, huh
Tryna get my spot poppin’
Yeah, uh, yeah, chyeah