"OIL FLOW" lyrics
QuincyTellEm, Cal1sto & Kilo Jugg Lyrics
[Cal1sto:]
I make it rain baby purple rain
Slime don't get too close I'll probably slime again
You gone catch that shit you throw ima make them feel my pain
It don't matter how fast I go ain't no one in this lane
I just want your throat bitch I just want your brain
Lanvin's with the Bape the zip cover my face
Smoking out the pound it's a O to the face
And bitch I hate when you lie I can tell by your face
And bitch I hate when you lie I can tell by your mood
And I'm selling it as branded but it landed loose
P-p-pop da Percocet bae this is not a blue
I be where the bag at I'm on the move
2k off a brown B sip oil like Saudi
Half a set my cup be hella dark it isn't cloudy
Slime out I was 16 on my head I had a bounty
Sitting here in silence but this... is blowing loudly
I just want your addy, I'm just tryna send some
Fucking up the Maka baby girl I'm on a red run
Take it to the grave like would you put it on your headstone
Everything I said but I'd rather die dead wrong
Same day it landed I get it gone
Praying for a clean run
I don't give a fuck bout fashion I'm ashing on this Vetements
Major league inside my lung
Eat me like packed lunch
A chicken to a whole one
Bitch if I show you where I live you ain't just anyone
I don't want nun plain on my wrist I want the skelly one
Bitch this ain't no normal sprite Yh this a cherry one
My brudda pull up with the chop this ain't a heli one
[Kilo Jugg:]
I got all these tickets I ain't paying fines
Greed or hunger - it's a fine line
Blurred lines I still get it off my white line
Clients keep coming back just like a spine
Bro's in a jam he tried to traffic guns
Feel like Lewis in this car I moved HamilTONS
He thought he was a sav he done a stabbing once
Used to go OT with food banked I was packing lunch
Bando Bando I was sleeping in that Bando
Trap house
All this white in the room it's like a Frat House
Turned that family home to a crack house
Bad karma, too much bad karma
Cocaine mountain
Water like fountain
Break a brick like shaolin
Stretch a pack like Dhalsim
Fly a bird a falcon
All I do is count, yeah
All I do is out them
You gotta cook the F - that's free game
Selling all that C had me Detained
M got an L nothing was the same
All I do is win this that T-Pain
Got oil like Qatari
Pull up to the party
Flooded the whole party with Ketamine and Charlie
Got oil like the Saudi
Four O's in the Audi
Might see me with Quattro
All my sprite is cloudy
Sipping on this lean cause I'm in pain
Chrome Hearts coat made it through the rain
Came up from the dirt had to hit a stain
10 in the clizzy - 1 in the brain
I make it rain baby purple rain
Slime don't get too close I'll probably slime again
You gone catch that shit you throw ima make them feel my pain
It don't matter how fast I go ain't no one in this lane
I just want your throat bitch I just want your brain
Lanvin's with the Bape the zip cover my face
Smoking out the pound it's a O to the face
And bitch I hate when you lie I can tell by your face
And bitch I hate when you lie I can tell by your mood
And I'm selling it as branded but it landed loose
P-p-pop da Percocet bae this is not a blue
I be where the bag at I'm on the move
2k off a brown B sip oil like Saudi
Half a set my cup be hella dark it isn't cloudy
Slime out I was 16 on my head I had a bounty
Sitting here in silence but this... is blowing loudly
I just want your addy, I'm just tryna send some
Fucking up the Maka baby girl I'm on a red run
Take it to the grave like would you put it on your headstone
Everything I said but I'd rather die dead wrong
Same day it landed I get it gone
Praying for a clean run
I don't give a fuck bout fashion I'm ashing on this Vetements
Major league inside my lung
Eat me like packed lunch
A chicken to a whole one
Bitch if I show you where I live you ain't just anyone
I don't want nun plain on my wrist I want the skelly one
Bitch this ain't no normal sprite Yh this a cherry one
My brudda pull up with the chop this ain't a heli one
[Kilo Jugg:]
I got all these tickets I ain't paying fines
Greed or hunger - it's a fine line
Blurred lines I still get it off my white line
Clients keep coming back just like a spine
Bro's in a jam he tried to traffic guns
Feel like Lewis in this car I moved HamilTONS
He thought he was a sav he done a stabbing once
Used to go OT with food banked I was packing lunch
Bando Bando I was sleeping in that Bando
Trap house
All this white in the room it's like a Frat House
Turned that family home to a crack house
Bad karma, too much bad karma
Cocaine mountain
Water like fountain
Break a brick like shaolin
Stretch a pack like Dhalsim
Fly a bird a falcon
All I do is count, yeah
All I do is out them
You gotta cook the F - that's free game
Selling all that C had me Detained
M got an L nothing was the same
All I do is win this that T-Pain
Got oil like Qatari
Pull up to the party
Flooded the whole party with Ketamine and Charlie
Got oil like the Saudi
Four O's in the Audi
Might see me with Quattro
All my sprite is cloudy
Sipping on this lean cause I'm in pain
Chrome Hearts coat made it through the rain
Came up from the dirt had to hit a stain
10 in the clizzy - 1 in the brain
