SOB Odee - Threats lyrics

[SOB Odee - Threats lyrics]

Gamble with your life, nigga ayy, SOB shit

How you say you gangster
But, you keep on sendin' threats?
Let my glizzy act a fool
So you think it got Tourettes
Got some bitches that I love and
Some I wish I never met
It's some niggas that don't fuck with me
And I can't wait to catch
I been fuckin' off my money
I know I'm gon' get it back
I be fresh as fuck and I don't
Need no stylist 'cause I'm that
Was out there shakin' ass, he
Caught one to the head, but he ain't check
I'm not tryna be the toughest
But, I'm never duckin' 'Raq

Niggas quick to shoot they gun
But they be scared without they pipe


Get out, drеnch his ass
That's what he get for loafin' at that light
Make a right, broski, hе like
"I don't see his ass in sight"
Got up out that jam
Before we gave him belt that nigga tight
You look like you run your
Mouth that bitches, me, I'm not the type
Only give a fuck 'bout weed and pussy
Swear that boy a hype
Ain't no date on that get back
So when I see his ass, it's that
Get out on feet, hop out the back
Make sure he can't put a fight
Real authentic nigga, you can't be like me
Go get some stripes
I don't regret shit, if it was bad
Then I might do it twice
All these niggas rockin' Cartiers
But, I want different ice
Used to charge three hundred for the feat'
Now it's a bigger price and I'm livin' right

How you say you gangster
But, you keep on sendin' threats?
Let my glizzy act a fool
So you think it got Tourettes
Got some bitches that I love and
Some I wish I never met
It's some niggas that don't fuck with me
And I can't wait to catch
I been fuckin' off my money
I know I'm gon' get it back
I be fresh as fuck and I don't
Need no stylist 'cause I'm that
Was out there shakin' ass, he
Caught one to the head, but he ain't check
I'm not tryna be the toughest
But, I'm never duckin' 'Raq

I'm not never duckin' 'Raq
It's either gon' be you or me
Real offensive, they can't take us
They the ones who playin' D
Draco told me to get rich and be
Who he ain't get to be
Lost my cousin to a snake and
Still that shit'll get to me when I come
It's either tragic or a emergency
Fucked up what they did to my big homie
So I purge gigi comin' home
Say he gon' sit and beat that burglary
If I ain't put his folks inside the casket
They in surgery
Active when it's time to shoot my gun
I know you heard of me
Niggas anxious for that body
Leave you hurt for me
You let me starve and now I got a place
You don't deserve to eat
Been a boss, so if you need a bag
Then you can work for me
Was broke, but you gon' learn from me

How you say you gangster
But, you keep on sendin' threats?
Let my glizzy act a fool
So you think it got Tourettes
Got some bitches that I love and
Some I wish I never met
It's some niggas that don't fuck with me
And I can't wait to catch
I been fuckin' off my money
I know I'm gon' get it back
I be fresh as fuck and I don't
Need no stylist 'cause I'm that
Was out there shakin' ass, he
Caught one to the head, but he ain't check
I'm not tryna be the toughest
But, I'm never duckin' 'Raq

You already know how the fuck I'm comin', man
Nigga, I'm never duckin' 'Raq, nigga
Get up with me
Fuck you talkin' 'bout, nigga? This my summer
Yeah

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