Текст песни Pippy Long - OTM

Long live the ruler
That's the last thing he heard, after that it was shots
They say, "The police listening," we can't speak on the opps
I got a Glock for them boys, I might see at the top
Line it up, what's the play?

We say, getting me got, street sweepers out
But we're coming to tear up the block
Do you really got your chop? You say that a lot
What we on
I got the drop is you riding or not

It's an awful lotta side talk going on
Say the wrong thing, you get introduced to pippy long
30 shots in his back, that is not Vlone
I'm in traffic with the Glocky, I'm not on my phone
You ain't get it off the muscle, then don't say shit
It's always guns around me, I don't be taking no flics
I ain't fucking with nobody bro, we done with that
Thought he was a factor, heard his tape around his cul-de-sac

What's that poking out your pocket? Just another stack
Leaving with my strap, and I'ma ask, like, "I'll be right back"
Play ball, we on this cap, I ain't bringing no bat
12 get up on me
Do the dash 'til my tires flat, pay the stinc team in full
We ain't taking no last, ain't no settling for shit
Got my gang from the best, nigga talkin' disrespect

Get shots in his chest
Walking out with the hunnids, I'm leaving the rest
Mob sticks on the floor, but we're making a mess
We start tearing up shit for them blasphemy threats
El Chapo just tipped Johnny Bravo
Ain't no peace trade, nothing, bro
I thought that you was macho

I get my plug from the Mexicans, the Narcos
Mask off, let that case spark beat the breaks off 'em
I ain't say nothing, I don't know, I think I'm Ray Charles
Left his white tee red with this Crayola

Bullets flying everywhere, nigga, this is not normal
We know the truth, all you niggas need to pay homage
All that weird fake shit, keep it far from us
Two grady all-nighter, bitch, I'm nocturnal
You bought a pay phone, nigga, throw some beef on it
Niggas know what's going on, we ain't gotta speak on it
A pump faker with that strap, he got a wack jumper
Two thumpers come and do something
Bet he loose sum

It's an awful lotta side talking going on
Say the wrong thing, you get introduced to pippy long
30 shots in his back, that is not Vlone
I'm in traffic with the Glocky, I'm not on my phone
You ain't get it off the muscle, then don't say shit
It's always guns around me, I don't be taking no flics
I ain't fucking with nobody bro, we're done with that
Thought he was factor, heard there's tape around his cul-de-sac

Nigga
Long live Drakeo
It's an awful lotta side talking going on
Say the wrong thing, you get introduced to pippy long
Nigga
Pippy long stockings and all that, nigga

Sha naynays and all type of shit
Bitch
What y'all thought the stinc team was gonna slow down, nigga
Y'all thought it was over with, huh
Niggas crazy, nigga, long live Drakeo

We're going up, how you want us to fool?
Yeah
We know the truth
It's undisputed, what do you say? (Ha-haa)
Say the wrong thing, you get introduced to pippy long
Bitch