Ocean Blue Tints (feat. Baby Money & BabyTron)

(DTB, that's a slap) Ocean blue tint, I'm a shark in the Benz We don't rap at all, we just talk what we live You can run off, I'ma off a nigga kid If I know the brick good, I'ma make them niggas bid Got used to blowin' Glocks, first gun was the SIG A nigga say he hate me, probably fucked a nigga bitch Celine to the floor, from my buckle to the stick And the whole city love me, got a couple niggas rich Caught 30 'bows, I got 30 in my stick My nigga bond a milli', boy, don't worry, I'ma get you Your bitch love the gang when she heard that we them niggas Hundred thousand on me cash, I'm in Oakland buyin' chicken Glock on me now, ballin' like I play with Pistons 22nd nigga, known for standin' on that business Niggas try to keep up with the gang, but niggas finishеd Hit they blocks with them switches, wе ain't leavin' not a witness Amiri did the jeans, you can tell by the stitches I just landed in New York, I'm just waitin' on the shipment Got all your hoes tryna fuck 'cause they know you niggas bitches Tried to told you I was comin', but you niggas didn't listen Don't slide down this block unless I give your ass permission Plain jane Rollie, could've went and bought a business Drop 60 on the AP, treat the playoff like a scrimmage We the niggas with the sauce, not the ones who tryna steal it (yeah) Walked his ass down, Cartiers off the balaclava Hundred in the clip, I'll slide down to drop a dollar Ain't no Moneybagg Runtz in, but I got Obama Talkin' big pape', but your bank account ain't got a comma I be scammin', unky flippin' grams, acrobatic Reach for a pendant, guarantee that's a casualty Trackhawk with the Hennessy, this the fastest Jeep Star player, guarantee we win if you pass to me All that cappin' in the booth, but we know the truth Bougie in the wintertime, don't you see the coated boots? In the lab with Lando mixin' potion juice Stack it to the ceilin', young bull, that's what you 'posed to do