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Ock016 - Yellow Tape Lyrics



Ock016 - Yellow Tape Lyrics
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Wake and bake, smoking cookies, roll up your Dead homies
If the ops ever catch me, tell them niggas roll Me
Suck a dick
Got your shit
Then you better blow me
They gon' play me on your station, but I'm not On Sony
I pull strings like Geppetto
This shit light like Mero
Thing beside me like it's Desus
Have you call for Jesus
You a butthead, call you Beavis
I take shit like Revis
Throwing bullets like they Brady
My whole hood is shady
And she cannot have my baby
She see men like navy
Spring up on you with this eighty
You gon' lay with daisies
Run up on you with the summer
It's gon' sound like thunder
Hoodie on like I'm Melo, shooting shit like Jumpers
Give you sixty on the way out, I'm the goat like Kobe
Take you down for that Roley
Now your watch a stoley
Treat my dick like a Nintendo game the way She blow me
This ain't Sega
I'm like Vegas
Come, I'll take your paper
I'm the greatest
Catch these vapors
I get work like agents
Popping pills like a patient
You tired like Mavis
If my kids is what she craving
Tell that bitch to save it
Tell my niggas leave you holy, like a face with Craters
Don't complain about the pain, that's the shit That made us
Five star, you can't rate us
Magazines like Vader
This gun a heaven elevator
Nigga see you later
Since a kid, that's so raven
I been pulling capers
Need my money, I'm a weigher
We got scales like gators
And these tasers
Come with lasers
Line you up like razors
School of hard knocks, you can't grade us
Streets, I graduated
Ain't no congratulations
You come up, they ask for favors
King like David
I'm they favorite
Custom made, I'm tailored
I'm they A list
On they playlist
Come all black like raiders
Selling that gas
Plug is a migo, check out my dab
Money was slow, I wanted it fast
Red bone, I wanted her bad
Me wack
Don't know about that
Instrumentals, talk a whole lotta jazz
Money funny, ain't no reason to laugh
I'm that nigga, ain't no reason to brag
Uber shooters, they don't come in a cab
Smoke him like weed, body in bags
He a dub, that nigga was trash
Number one, I'm the nigga to pass
Marijuana, smoking medicine bags
F*ck a dame, then do the dash
Homework, all I wanted is math
Homework, yeah I'm in my bag
They let the bull out the cage
Niggas is late on the wave
I put the beat in the grave
Thirty plus years of the pain
Visions is stuck in the brain
Prisons is cuffing the gang
Give a f*ck about the fame
Thought my luck will never change
I don't knuckle up again
Phone call, get him changed
Smart ass, blew his brain
Bang bang, DOA
MLK, he a day
Real nigga dna
Beat the pussy, MMA
Rep B, like I'm Jay
Brave nigga, like the A
Hawk niggas, like the A
Stalk niggas, like I'm bae
Fake page, like I'm bae
Clean lick, he a stain
Don't get wet, bullets rain
Ten k, for the cane
Ten k, karat chain
Ten L's to the face
Ten bitches on the way
Ten niggas on the case
Ten cops, do the race
Ten blocks, till I'm safe
Pop up, at your place
Put guns, to your face
Shut up, where the safe
Dirty money, clean get away
Got guns, they ain't never spray
I don't ask my nigga, I take
I don't bend, and I don't break
Saving hoes, I don't wear no cape
Rock bape, but I don't skate
Feed the bitch, that's not no date
Chrysler, that's not no wraith
J. Reed, you not no Jake
She call the shots, you ain't got no say
Where your money, you ain't got no bank
I'm broke, I'll take your pay
On her knees, but she don't pray
Pulling up, that's yellow tape
Slide through, that's y' tape
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English

Wake and bake, smoking cookies, roll up your Dead homies
If the ops ever catch me, tell them niggas roll Me
Suck a dick
Got your shit
Then you better blow me
They gon' play me on your station, but I'm not On Sony
I pull strings like Geppetto
This shit light like Mero
Thing beside me like it's Desus
Have you call for Jesus
You a butthead, call you Beavis
I take shit like Revis
Throwing bullets like they Brady
My whole hood is shady
And she cannot have my baby
She see men like navy
Spring up on you with this eighty
You gon' lay with daisies
Run up on you with the summer
It's gon' sound like thunder
Hoodie on like I'm Melo, shooting shit like Jumpers
Give you sixty on the way out, I'm the goat like Kobe
Take you down for that Roley
Now your watch a stoley
Treat my dick like a Nintendo game the way She blow me
This ain't Sega
I'm like Vegas
Come, I'll take your paper
I'm the greatest
Catch these vapors
I get work like agents
Popping pills like a patient
You tired like Mavis
If my kids is what she craving
Tell that bitch to save it
Tell my niggas leave you holy, like a face with Craters
Don't complain about the pain, that's the shit That made us
Five star, you can't rate us
Magazines like Vader
This gun a heaven elevator
Nigga see you later
Since a kid, that's so raven
I been pulling capers
Need my money, I'm a weigher
We got scales like gators
And these tasers
Come with lasers
Line you up like razors
School of hard knocks, you can't grade us
Streets, I graduated
Ain't no congratulations
You come up, they ask for favors
King like David
I'm they favorite
Custom made, I'm tailored
I'm they A list
On they playlist
Come all black like raiders
Selling that gas
Plug is a migo, check out my dab
Money was slow, I wanted it fast
Red bone, I wanted her bad
Me wack
Don't know about that
Instrumentals, talk a whole lotta jazz
Money funny, ain't no reason to laugh
I'm that nigga, ain't no reason to brag
Uber shooters, they don't come in a cab
Smoke him like weed, body in bags
He a dub, that nigga was trash
Number one, I'm the nigga to pass
Marijuana, smoking medicine bags
F*ck a dame, then do the dash
Homework, all I wanted is math
Homework, yeah I'm in my bag
They let the bull out the cage
Niggas is late on the wave
I put the beat in the grave
Thirty plus years of the pain
Visions is stuck in the brain
Prisons is cuffing the gang
Give a f*ck about the fame
Thought my luck will never change
I don't knuckle up again
Phone call, get him changed
Smart ass, blew his brain
Bang bang, DOA
MLK, he a day
Real nigga dna
Beat the pussy, MMA
Rep B, like I'm Jay
Brave nigga, like the A
Hawk niggas, like the A
Stalk niggas, like I'm bae
Fake page, like I'm bae
Clean lick, he a stain
Don't get wet, bullets rain
Ten k, for the cane
Ten k, karat chain
Ten L's to the face
Ten bitches on the way
Ten niggas on the case
Ten cops, do the race
Ten blocks, till I'm safe
Pop up, at your place
Put guns, to your face
Shut up, where the safe
Dirty money, clean get away
Got guns, they ain't never spray
I don't ask my nigga, I take
I don't bend, and I don't break
Saving hoes, I don't wear no cape
Rock bape, but I don't skate
Feed the bitch, that's not no date
Chrysler, that's not no wraith
J. Reed, you not no Jake
She call the shots, you ain't got no say
Where your money, you ain't got no bank
I'm broke, I'll take your pay
On her knees, but she don't pray
Pulling up, that's yellow tape
Slide through, that's y' tape
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Writer: Akil Noel
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Language: English
Length: 3:20
Written by: Akil Noel
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