"EL OTRO" lyrics

I'm in the foreign sliding
This shit ain't auto pilot
I turn my ops to exotics
I'm in the foreign sliding
This shit ain't auto pilot
I turn my ops to exotics

I go no where without 30s and 40s
I been that nigga since I was a shorty
Fuck out my face little bitches be corny
Double G Gucci drip designer on me
Yea, yea, I put an op in the air
These bitches stop and they stare
VVS diamonds clear

Don't give a fuck what you do, what you heard
Come talk to the boss, yea I'm here whats the word
I play the block like I sleep on the curb
Know how it go, you get what you deserve
I need that shit wet and sloppy, don't take long
I hit that bitch from the back with my chains on
I see a op let it sing like a Drake song
We popping up at they shit like we Statefarm
I got the stash in the car door
Go pussy I'm payin car notes
I keep a 9 like I'm Rondo
I'm in a Murcielago
Takin up two lanes but I do not signal
Don't text with emojis but I send her the pickle
I cannot tell her bout the shit I been through
But just know this young nigga here is official

I go no where without 30s and 40s
I been that nigga since I was a shorty
Fuck out my face little bitches be corny
Double G Gucci drip designer on me
Yea, Yea, I put an op in the air
These bitches stop and they stare
VVS diamonds clear

You know I dug em, fuck em, love em, leave em, I don't fuckin need them
Take em out the hood, make em feel good, but I don't keep em
Only thing I need my bread, my heater
I been outside since dollar pizza
Please use a rapper he a skeezer
They be like ooh that's Rah from Treesha

I go no where without 30s and 40s
I been that nigga since I was a shorty
Fuck out my face little bitches be corny
Double G Gucci drip designer on me
Yea, Yea, I put an op in the air
These bitches stop and they stare
VVS diamonds clear
Yea, Yea, I put an op in the air
These bitches stop and they stare
VVS diamonds clear