"Situation" lyrics
Grah, like, grah, grah
Grah, grah like, grah, grah
Grah, grah like, grah, grah
Like, grah, grah, grah, grah
Grah, bang, grah bang, grah bang
Grah, bang, grah bang, grah bang
Too many situations, I done situated
I get money, and that be my timing
I love a thotty, like all of my thotties
The honeys, the tooties, the balla's gon' line 'em
Bonnie and Clyde, see the lights to the sirens
Low on the telly, rumpin' and wildin'
Love all the [?], we all on that timing
Love my whole city, they said that I got it
Like from Harlem, to Brooklyn, to Queens
Ooters in every borough, never hidin'
Like, one call, said "Get 'em, they"—
Like, one call, said "Get 'em, they got 'em"
OchoOA, DOA, always on go
Can't come around, you ain't totin' no pole
Like start scorin', that's word to the bros
Like with a million shots, ain't no jokes
Like baby Ocho gon' flick at them clothes
Pass me the rubber, one steam or no float
Like I'm the one, and you know I'm the goat
But not the one with the sugar to coat
Like, we get litty, she driving a boat
In love with her kitty, but rather her throat
Feel like I'm left, put the beam through the—
Feel like I'm left, put the beam through the coat
OTF everywhere gang got to go
Like 48, he ain't the bro
Ah, ah, I'm back in that mode
All my demons, we back in that zone
Ah, ah, I'm back in that mode
All my demons, we back in that zone
Pass me a TD, you know that's a [?]
Red and blue [?], feel like a zoo
Wait, nah, can't love me no hoe
Like, I get money, and bringing it home
Like to the hood, yeah my demons the [?]
Four hours straight, I'm dashing the road
Wait, like, free all the bros
300DOA, free all the Glos
We meet the pop, but he copied the low
We get the addy, we shooting up shows
Still got this shit on my back
But from the start, I ain't do this alone
I call up Mhady, Yagi, and JO
Like, target beam on the O
Grah, grah like, grah, grah
Grah, grah like, grah, grah
Like, grah, grah, grah, grah
Grah, bang, grah bang, grah bang
Grah, bang, grah bang, grah bang
Too many situations, I done situated
I get money, and that be my timing
I love a thotty, like all of my thotties
The honeys, the tooties, the balla's gon' line 'em
Bonnie and Clyde, see the lights to the sirens
Low on the telly, rumpin' and wildin'
Love all the [?], we all on that timing
Love my whole city, they said that I got it
Like from Harlem, to Brooklyn, to Queens
Ooters in every borough, never hidin'
Like, one call, said "Get 'em, they"—
Like, one call, said "Get 'em, they got 'em"
OchoOA, DOA, always on go
Can't come around, you ain't totin' no pole
Like start scorin', that's word to the bros
Like with a million shots, ain't no jokes
Like baby Ocho gon' flick at them clothes
Pass me the rubber, one steam or no float
Like I'm the one, and you know I'm the goat
But not the one with the sugar to coat
Like, we get litty, she driving a boat
In love with her kitty, but rather her throat
Feel like I'm left, put the beam through the—
Feel like I'm left, put the beam through the coat
OTF everywhere gang got to go
Like 48, he ain't the bro
Ah, ah, I'm back in that mode
All my demons, we back in that zone
Ah, ah, I'm back in that mode
All my demons, we back in that zone
Pass me a TD, you know that's a [?]
Red and blue [?], feel like a zoo
Wait, nah, can't love me no hoe
Like, I get money, and bringing it home
Like to the hood, yeah my demons the [?]
Four hours straight, I'm dashing the road
Wait, like, free all the bros
300DOA, free all the Glos
We meet the pop, but he copied the low
We get the addy, we shooting up shows
Still got this shit on my back
But from the start, I ain't do this alone
I call up Mhady, Yagi, and JO
Like, target beam on the O
