Cassidy - Otis lyrics

I'm so street, keep birds with no beat
Keep the piece between my
Jeans and polo briefs
Don't flow to no beat if your flow weak
That's like wearing a mouth
Piece with no teeth

I be throwing bullets like, go deep
I clap mine, flat line, I'm
Hearing that slow beep
My squad is in the spinning boy
You niggas is so cheap with no heat
Still be calling shots like Mo Cheeks

You so weak, so sweet
N' you don't shoot yo' heat
My yayo go cheap, I don't get no sleep
I told you I'd air you our like a slow leak
But now on my gat fire, flat tire

There ain't a cat flier
You niggas see the cheese
Lie, haters be wanting me to bleed
'till the heat is squeezed show me guap
Nigga then I'll let you see the ki's
International player
We balling like the FIBA league

I got kids to need to feed
So I need the ki's
But the judge throw a book at
You, you don't need to read
Please, I stay in dirt like a seed of weed
But to start my truck up
You don't even need the keys

Larsiny, we in this bitch now
Niggas need to leave
Apply Pressure 2 a niggas neck
He don't need to breathe
Feeling it, addicted to killing shit
Gotta feed the need
I'll be quick to take a rat out
A nigga need the cheese

Nah'mean, scream at me if
You need the trees, or the white bitch
I work the morning and the night shift
And Philly, I'm a wheelie like a bike trick
I like chicks that like chicks
But like dicks

Swear they don't do it like this
I'm on some ice shit
Cold, beat a nigga like night sticks
I write sick
Why I got the game in a tight grip
You nigga been done, you Vince Young
I'm Mike Vick

I drive all type whips
Ice on my left and my right wrist
To open up my jury box, I gotta ice pick shit
I let the white flip, I
Don't just write hit's
I let the knife flick
And keep the pipe on my right hip

And for the right price
I can get you the right brick
White wrists, a plushed out house
And a nice whip
Hustled man chef, everything that
I make good, bake good
You Mr go N Get It like Ace Hood

I'm from a get shot in the face hood
Get bodied with the shotty
Shit you gon' need a bullet proof body suit
I'll fuck an ugly bitch if her body cute
If a bitch got tit's, and a fatty
It get nasty

Tell 'em get at me
Probs then I got to shoot
Yeah I got the work, and it's good
Come and cop a few
Plus I got a crib, got a Jag
And a chopper to
A1, shit you selling ass, like a prostitute

And I'll let the chopper shoot
If I need it to
I spit the stuff niggas shooting
Up with the needles do
To get some illegal money what you need to do
You can't judge a book by it's cover
You gotta read it through

Best out to me and you
Winning niggas see the ring
Everybody on the squad, shooting niggas
We the team
Straight, all I run with is apes
Do my caesar thing
Everybody watching the throne
Should know that we the King