Lyrics Guidance - Rudycash

Woah yah Yah Yah Yah
OTD Ooze Gang Shit Bitch You Know How We Coming
Duhhhh

In a race to the money like it was a rally
Za Bags And that Og Straight From Cali
The plug he pulled up on me in a Denali
Burberry shirt and my belt say bally
I keep that heat I should play for Miami
My Bitch want a lift call up dr.Miami
I popped a Percocet and started jamming
If I catch my man with this glizzy I′m fanning
Box just touchdown perfect landing
My neck on water bitch like salmon
Ooze overload when I step they drowning
So much bread that I don't want to count it
100s and 50s I got em they piling
Your brother he broke and his man need some guidance
We get that bag and that work and we moving in silence
Rudeboy Rudeboy

Its a bag alert when my phone ring
Bro got the Mac on a shoestring
He thought it was Za it was blue dream
We got blue 30s for the perc feins
Switch on the glick it spit like Brizz Rawsteen
He try to ooze like me he my offspring
We bagging up all day it′s real exhausting
She started catching feeling then she lost me
Mouth full of diamonds my jeweler a dentist
I pop a perc while I fuck her then finish
I'm oozing. Prada tee on my vintage
I don't got time to be chasing these bitches
COVID 19 I been practicing distance
I weight the work up kick it out dismiss it
We 3 deep toting 40s bitch we triplets
I count that bread real fast should of Got An A in Math
Serving that drop so I know they going comeback
I might just slut out your girl that′s a fun Fact
I′m oozing i stepped in the club with the compact
She said she don't smoke got her fried off of contact
20s and 50s and 100s I′m on that
Every day when I step it's a kodak
These niggas be mad and they broke with they old ass
Doing shit he can′t do make that boy catch a heart attack
Rudeboy Rudeboy

In a race to the money like it was a rally
Za Bags And that Og Straight From Cali
The plug he pulled up on me in a Denali
Burberry shirt and my belt say bally
I keep that heat I should play for Miami
My Bitch want a lift call up dr. Miami
I popped a Percocet and started jamming
If I catch my man with this glizzy I'm fanning
Box just touchdown perfect landing
My neck on water bitch like salmon
Ooze overload when I step they drowning
So much bread that I don′t want to count it
100s and 50s I got em they piling
Your brother he broke and his man need some guidance
We get that bag and that work and we moving in silence