J. Oliver - I Told Em lyrics

[Produced by J. Oliver] [Hook] All we do is flex On that steroids, b**h watch that money stretch Never knew nothin', I'm stuntin' cause I'm on Pilot turned around and he asked me where I'm goin' I told him f** away from these n***as, f** away from these hoes f** away from these n***as, f** away from these hoes I told him f** away from these n***as, f** away from these hoes f** away from these n***as, f** away from these hoes I told him [Verse 1] f** away from these n***as, f** away from these hoes I be gone off that liquor, I would've made about eight figures Got my main b**h, my top back, my good badge I got that I want that I cop that, my money good I don't hide that Got grip on my lap and my roof on my back Ride, strapped from the east to the West side Clear port my Lear', f** boys out there Spendin' stash like huh, on these drawers I wear In them cars I don't test drive, a strap by my bedside I dump off like bedtime, broads I get head shine Straight off top, my dog lick off shot Talkin' chopper sound n***a, lift up a whole block [Hook] [Verse 2] Counting cash sound like the sweetest song I ever heard I ain't talk about no cars, I ain't talk about no kilos Where I'm from just dope fiends, no motherf**in' heroes My shades up, my tints up, my toes down, my heads up I ain't never pulled my legs up, now my team's strong my bread's up My drug dealers, pimps, k**ers all up in here Chinchillas, car dealer I be all up in there And ain't no n***a showed me how to move, had to learn though Now I'm gettin' money fast, watch n***as burn slow Coke boys we mobbin', bad hoes be lovin' Just a bunch of young n***as thuggin', Montana [Hook] x2