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Lil Zay Osama – Better Run Better Duck (ft. Rob 49) [ Lyrics Lyrics] Letra Lil Zay Osama Lil Zay Osama – Better Run Better Duck (ft. Rob 49) [ Lyrics]
Ayy, gang, uh
Ayy, gang (Glah, glah)
Fuck wrong with these niggas, man? (Gang shit, nigga)
Ayy, ayy, ayy

Better run, better duck when we pop up out that cut (Bah, bah, come here)
We ain’t shootin’ out no car, we hoppin’ out and runnin’ up (Grrah, bitch)
Switch go “doo-doo-doo-doo-doo,” he ain’t have no time to bust
I see a opp, I get that rush, he ain’t leavin’ with no crutch (Grrah)
12 kickin’ in the trap, I gotta swallow, I gotta flush
I’m smokin’ all my dead opps in this BackWood, don’t roll no dutch
Foenem get to squeezin’, reach and we gon’ think his ass clutch (Bitch)
I like all my bitches bad, pretty face and bubble butt (Bubble butt)

Bitch, we key a lot of fast shit, you hear me up the street (Skrrt)
And we ain’t gotta buy no car, some nigga, lil’ bro ‘nem got the key (Lil’ foenem got the key)
Me and foenem out here lampin’, creepin’, everybody sleep (Everybody sleep)
But now I slide by myself, but you out slidin’ ‘til you deep
Ayy, how many of them niggas dead? I can’t even count no more (I can’t even count no more)
We paint the whole block red, y’all don’t even be out no more
Even they bitches fuckin’ the gang, what you want some clout, lil’ ho?
Opps FaceTime me talkin’ crazy, I just tell ‘em ‘bout lil’ bro (Uh, uh, uh)
You say ain’t no smoke, hangin’ with my opps just gon’ put y’all in it (Goofy)
Gang ‘nem got them real Yercs, not that shit with that ‘nyl in it (Not that fake shit)
I’m hittin’ every angle on a opp bitch, she ain’t got no walls in it
I know this bitch a ho, I put my dick, how I fall in it (Damn)
This lil’ bitch the coldest with the mouth, she ain’t got no HALLS in it (Bitch)
Ain’t no store that I shop in the ‘Raq up in the mall, nigga (Broke ass)
I know your type, bitch, lame-ass tall niggas
You don’t like a gangster that bang it out and never call niggas (Brrah)

Better run, better duck when we pop up out that cut (For real)
We ain’t shootin’ out no car, we hoppin’ out and runnin’ up (Brr, gang)
Switch go “doo-doo-doo-doo-doo,” he ain’t have no time to bust (He ain’t have no time to bust)
I see a opp, I get that rush (Come here), he ain’t leavin’ with no crutch (Nah)
12 kickin’ in the trap, I gotta swallow, I gotta flush (Fuck, bitch)
I’m smokin’ all my dead opps in this BackWood, don’t roll no dutch
Foenem get to squeezin’, reach and we gon’ think his ass clutch (Goofy-ass nigga)
I like all my bitches bad, pretty face and bubble butt (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)

Yeah, that’s my problem, I like ratchet bitches, low class, eat it up (Yeah, yeah, low class)
I ain’t have no gun, but I serve pounds in my mama coat (Yeah)
Stop sayin’ you gang, you ain’t locked in, we don’t fuck with you (We don’t fuck with you, nigga)
FaceTime with Lil Zay Osama, he in jail, but that’s my dawg (Yeah)
You ain’t never seen a switchy, huh? (You never seen no switchy, huh?)
Yeah, I’m a drug dealin’, real nigga from the South (Yeah)
Heard he threw salt on my name, bitch, watch your mouth (Salt on my name, bitch, watch your mouth)
Ain’t no flaw on me, a real one, I’m gon’ stand in this bitch tall (Yeah)
Yeah, the bricks made me, I came up doin’ bad shit with [?] (Yeah)
[?] play every week, but lil’ bro in jail sellin’ [?] (Yeah)
Like a snapback, niggas cap, that rap cap shit, I don’t wanna hear it
DJ Bandz’ll do it better, but I can’t cap, I’ll beat a nigga (Yeah)
Like a ref, I’m too official (Yeah)
Schemin’ hard on my body (Yeah)
It’s just me and all my partners, I don’t like niggas like a Nazi (Yeah)
Chrome Heart, please, Mike Amiri jeans on me
Go ‘head, call my bluff, I’ll come to your set one deep, nigga

Better run, better duck when we pop up out that cut (For real)
We ain’t shootin’ out no car, we hoppin’ out and runnin’ up (Brr, gang)
Switch go “doo-doo-doo-doo-doo,” he ain’t have no time to bust (He ain’t have no time to bust)
I see a opp, I get that rush (Come here), he ain’t leavin’ with no crutch (Nah)
12 kickin’ in the trap, I gotta swallow, I gotta flush (Fuck, bitch)
I’m smokin’ all my dead opps in this BackWood, don’t roll no dutch
Foenem get to squeezin’, reach and we gon’ think his ass clutch (Goofy-ass nigga)
I like all my bitches bad, pretty face and bubble butt

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Lil Zay Osama – Fake Love ( Lyrics ) Letra Lil Zay Osama Lil Zay Osama – Fake Love ( Lyrics )
Fuck all of that fake love, it’s time for a break up, mm, mm
Fuck all of that fake love, it’s time for a break up, uh, uh, uh

Fuck all of that fake love, it’s time for a break up
We gon’ argue again, what’s the point of when me make up?
You break my things, that shit so lame ‘cause you don’t pay for it
You won’t find somebody like me, I’ll wait for it
Uh, you say you gon’ leave, what you waitin’ for?
Uh, bitch, give me my keys, that car, I paid for it
You think I want bitches, I been grindin’ like a skateboard
You too loud, I’ma get complaints from all my neighbors

Goin’ through my phone, now we fightin’
I know we both tired, baby, this the same cycle
Baby, I’ve been tryin’, but it been circles like a cypher
Baby, I’ve been quiet, but now it’s time ‘cause I don’t like it, hmm
Tired of goin’ through your phone
You get mad, post quotes on Instagram, boy, don’t tell me what’s wrong
You delete my pictures off your page
Even though I’m right, I’m playin’ wrong so you can get your way, uh
Uh, fuckin’ with my opps, then come back me, that shit dangerous
Call the police on me, I was at your crib, I had my banger
You ain’t come to get me ‘cause you was mad and I was danglin’
Hoes treat me like God, you act like this and you my main bitch
Uh, this my last ride, I can’t play about myself
Hey, baby, this your last time, uh
Fuck all of that fake love, this shit make me hate love
Love’ll have you blind, I never though that I’d wake up

Fuck all of that fake love, it’s time for a break up
We gon’ argue again, what’s the point of when me make up?
You break my things, that shit so lame ‘cause you don’t pay for it
You won’t find somebody like me, I’ll wait for it
Uh, you say you gon’ leave, what you waitin’ for?
Uh, bitch, give me my keys, that car, I paid for it
You think I want bitches, I been grindin’ like a skateboard
You too loud, I’ma get complaints from all my neighbors

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