SIIRO - YoungOJGotCokeInMyGlove lyrics

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SIIRO - YoungOJGotCokeInMyGlove lyrics

[Verse 1: Alex Davis] Made ya knees weak when I stepped in the club Came through clean with the coconut jug Fred Flinstone with the dinosaur rug Young OJ, got coke in my glove Smile on ya face. What you think? sh** coo? Tryna be a pimp, what you think? It's rules Like don't pluck a chickenhead out her f**ing coupe And never tell a soul where you hid that loot You clones need to find a new move Full flask of the 'tron in my blue suit Kobe to the team Y'all having phobias it seems Cause the game on the line but who shoot: few Better watch who you n***as call God Babe on my nuts like a ballpark Friends can transform like the all spark Murk you and send your mama a hallmark Joint looking like it's the hat of the pope Vincent my vision. How high can i go? Trip with four hoes, come down real slow Cop me some shrooms now I'm trippin some more Pimp with the walk and a limp in my stroll Scottie 2 Hottie, so Pippen my flow n***as get co*ky.. hold on to yo soul Cause bodies go Pauly, wash up on the shore [Hook: Alex Davis] Made ya knees weak when I stepped in the club Came through clean with the coconut jug Fred flinstone wit da dinosaur rug Young OJ, got coke in my glove Young OJ, got coke in my glove Young OJ, got coke in my glove Made ya knees weak when I stepped in the club Young OJ, got coke in my glove [Bridge: Alex Davis] I got some c**aine in my glove compartment And there's a fed behind me So I hope he don't turn his siren on Or ima have to catch a body [Verse 2: Alex Davis] You know I'm vibing, I'm chilling, I'm high on the mic Orenthal, need white white white Siked to die, this life my plight Bad a** b**h with wide a** thighs Sprite with grape and blunts that tight High a** stakes, and nightly vibes Internet thug but in person they mimes I jus be buzzed as lowkey as some flies Til I bust back Cut that sh** out Shots out of the f**ing cutla** Got some broads And my name they all call Fight eachother for my balls like them hoes playing touchback I keep it down to business Ain't a fan of simping And simply put ya mannerisms (are) motherf**ing suspect Such acting you do Cuz you're average my dude And three hoes in your crew got a mustache [Outro] Polo, in the club with my club Bronco, 24's with the dubs Y'all local, hella sod' in your cut I'm in SoCal with the coke in my glove Coke in my glove, young OJ got coke in my glove Got coke in my glove, young OJ