Harry Fraud - Os & Pounds lyrics

(Verse) n******gs got it f**ed up, probably thinking it’s a game, I might smile a lot, but I ain’t playing with ‘em. I’m up all day, I work all night, I’m rolling weed, I’m on the fight, So as I land I’m gonna write, I’m on a grind. 40 hours, 2 shows, 3 blunts, 6 zeros. Flying all around the world like I’m a f**ing hero Pointing straight out of the bans is like we drank it co And we’re all from the same hood, That’s why we feel the same thing. Life say if one of our pocket’s hurting we’re all gonna feel the same pain. Alright, smoking out the car service, police escorting not at all nervous. We’re the bomb searchers, picking house, whole room filled with cash in it. Old school backseat with a stash in it. Big joint OG mixed with hash in it, And it’s TGOD you n******gs, last minute. sponsored links Your flow last year, your swag last fall, You’re just a last place, you ain’t gonna last at all. (Hook) You n******gs want kush, we got ounces, You n******gs want cookies, we got pounds. You n******gs want kush, we got ounces, You n******gs want cookies, we got pounds. (Verse) Fresh out, we spy what they’re selling You got to pay ‘em to cook, Ain’t no rules out this motherf**er who sold you that book. b**h, we’re down when it’s cracking around, I’m waiting you know that, Could get more that we ever ask, so be afraid that we go back. And we talking, I’m cool and moving, no cameras expected, Shooters, I’m out on this money training you know about hustler. Do this, is everything or nothing, then b**h you know how I get down, You wasn’t mad at me before, so why is you mad at me now? That alcohol got you talking, you do the same thing and it cause no conversation We’re playing only for money, cause only, That mean I can’t deal with them old games that you’re trying to kick, This ain’t no be. I told her baby, you thirsty, she responded I’m cool Said your wrist got water, I told her b**h, that’s a pool. Feel me gang night, or concrete, dive in first, But if you owe me money, I need my grief first. (Hook) You n******gs want kush, we got ounces, You n******gs want cookies, we got pounds. You n******gs want kush, we got ounces, You n******gs want cookies, we got pounds. (Verse) The same sh**, new b**h with me About 20 grind through 50 I’m running through stop lights late night I told baby girl, get your cake right. That kush doesn’t taste right, we take it to the head, All you smell is cake K and cookie smoke in the Benz Where my roof go? I stack up quick. Why they move slow? White girls in my room, I’m smoking while they do blow. Plush life, no crushed ice, 20k in the game, my pookie loves life But f** it, I like to blow cash, I don’t tuck it, it’s nothing Two first cla** flights to the function. 20 zans, a hundred twenty grands, in the city where the pretty girls dance. And them plants grow and the warehouse get me cash, If you pa** me bullsh** imma laugh, I’m the man, no lie, baby. (Hook) You n******gs want kush, we got ounces, You n******gs want cookies, we got pounds. You n******gs want kush, we got ounces, You n******gs want cookies, we got pounds.