OHB - Section One Hundred Billion lyrics

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OHB - Section One Hundred Billion lyrics

[Verse 1: HoodyBaby] I don't know how to do this sh** I wake up and just do this sh** HoodyBaby, I'm too legit I'm the Boss, I made Hugo quit I pull up in a 2 door whip Make you go sick Flip a brick, kick a brick That judo sh** My n***as is serious You n***as delirious No stoppin' us, period I live at the dealership Angry, a n***a rich We want the bigger fish Choppin' 'til I chop with the mafia Ask in my section, we popular Popavich, we poppin' shots [Verse 2: Inch] Pull up with the OH, I mean war I mean war, big ra** war Big ra** that will lick down your car See me with the gang, better know that squad [Verse 3: Young Lo] If these n***as talkin' reckless, see 'em on my necklace 100 round drum, n***as gon' respect us Mob ties, yeah I'm heavy with these accents Hit the UK, I'm mobbin' with the Section Out here ballin' since a adolescent I was 15 when I start finessin' Told a teacher f** her math lesson I was juggin' through the whole cla** session [Verse 4: Swift] Trap money, I'm a trapper My young boy once had Rihanna Flash a blockia like a camera Slap slap, that's the hammer Count grand to my nana's s**y s**y, from hatters [Verse 5: Deepee] I ain't ina the pa**a, pa**a If I clutch a bruck, you go back up Get me down, I get back Yo mi casa es su casa 6 man in the van, that's gang in the pan That's macaroni and pasta Bring a n***a from a born I'm badder Girl climb on co*ky with a ladder [Verse 6: Sleeks] And keep climbin' Cause she a bad b**h with her manner I know a mad man with a dagger That says, "f** feds" in the camera Trappin', pick up a brick Rip it in bits, gone I'm really livin' this sh**, pick up a stick You could see smoke like a bong [Verse 7: Littlez] Peng peng, wanna get groovy Man I turn your girl to a groupie Gold ratchet tings and bougie With a big b**bies and booty See the big tall man move bookey Old school, my bros, no new Gs Roll with a clip like the movies Man I kick man down like Bruce Lee [Verse 8: Young Pluto] I got all of these b**hes, they papi chulo They ain't want me then but they want me now Got that k**er swag, watch 'em mime my style I done stacked up a milli from petty crime Got some new shoes off some new sh** This flow is like water need crew ships My life is a movie, take your flick It's a foreign b**h cause [Verse 9: Famous Fresh] They know I'm flexin' OHB and Section .40 for protection Hood stay connected Blue b**hes, we the 100 gang Couple JLos on my money train n***a been fresh, feds watchin' Diamonds dancin' like a Jabbawockee Your b**h ride me like a Kawasaki It's Fresh, Hoody, it's happy papi