Ocho Savage, Bo$$Barr - Even The Odds lyrics

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Gang ocho Kilo Da Vinci
I had to even the odds ran off on da plug
I finessed all da bars finessed all da bars

Haters talkin’ that shit
They talkin’ about Ocho a lic
But I came in here with my glick
So please try hit dat lick
Nina get the sparkin’ and barkin’
It slaughter everybody shit 45 on my hip
While everybody else gotta dog
Lil nigga my Nina a bitch
And she got some tit's
And also that bitch gotta dick
So I call that lil bitch a tranny
Go ghost like I’m Danny
You babysit bullets like nannies
You nervous, pull up I serve xannies
Swerve that KO like Randy
Sour Kush bitch my shit taste like candy
I got her wet through her panties
She shakin’ she twerkin’ told her
Take a Plan B
I’m sorry I’m just not ready to be a daddy
But you still my baby so please call me zaddy
Only thing I love is the money & xannies
Woah, Hey, Gang niggas doubted the kid
They hatin’ on me cause they love how I live
They saw me with money now they on my dick
(No Homo, Pause) but I had to even the odds
I ran up a check off of Molly I’m lost
I need my pockets to be fat like Rick Ross
Took his man life had to even the odds
Ran off on da plug, I finessed all da bars
Hit him wit the slug, hollow tip eat his jaw
Ima be rich whatever the cause
I just need the money, I just need it all
In the trenches used to trap at a mall
Heard he rattin’ he be droppin them bombs
Caught em lackin’ had to even the odds
Took his man life had to even the odds
Ran off on da plug, I finessed all da bars
Hit him wit the slug, hollow tip eat his jaw
Ima be rich whatever the cause
I just need the money, I just need it all
In the trenches used to trap at a mall
Heard he rattin’ he be droppin them bombs
Caught em lackin’ had to even the odds

20 niggas pulled up to da slums
They was purpin’ they thought I was gon' run
Looked at Ocho and he passed me the gun
Pulled it out then I emptied the drum
I remember trappin’ out the vacant
Diamonds white now they think I'm racist
Youngin’ from da trenches tryna make it
This is history in the makin’
Came up from da bottom
Me and brodie started in the basement
OG told me keep grindin’
Ima blow up just stay patience
I'm just out here tryna do good
But I feel like I'm haunted by Satan
And y'all niggas ain't my brothers for real
Stop all dat false claimin’ (Real shit)
Watch who you call yo brother
Same niggas that switched up
Same ones used to say they love ya
They really hatin’ undercover
Damn (Hatin’ ass niggas)
Middle fingers to the fakes
You a hater can't relate
I'm just tryna get sum cake
Bo$$Barr I'm on my way
Took his man life had to even the odds
Ran off on da plug, I finessed all da bars
Hit him wit the slug, hollow tip eat his jaw
Ima be rich whatever the cause
I just need the money, I just need it all
In the trenches used to trap at a mall
Heard he rattin’ he be droppin them bombs
Caught em lackin’ had to even the odds
Took his man life had to even the odds
Ran off on da plug, I finessed all da bars
Hit him wit the slug, hollow tip eat his jaw
Ima be rich whatever the cause
I just need the money, I just need it all
In the trenches used to trap at a mall
Heard he rattin’ he be droppin them bombs
Caught em lackin’ had to even the odds

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