oh3000 - Mag Lyrics

What that lil ho on idk
I get fresh n i go
Yeah I stay with dat mag, I know you ain't got it on ya
I get so damn high but bro sell it for the low
If they put 'em in the game 4th quarter he gon choke
Oh that boy he wanna hang I tell him to get a rope
I just lost out on some big shit, now I can't cope
I just hit up on sum little shi but I can't settle
Ya I heard they ass want war, I told bro to grab his metal

I ain't never fallin off ima push to the petal
I'm on go, I'm on go this shit comin hot n ready
I got stripes on my back so I look jus like I'm Freddy
N i stay in her dreams, she wish that she never met me
I got
Too much i can't even count it
We gon be
Too up, they gon talk about it
I got me like
Two cups, I can't even sip
I knew you was hating me I felt that shit right off the rip
Yuh bitch I keep the K with me it's on my hip I let it rip
Bro put him up on a tee, that's another r.i.p

What that lil ho on i dont
What that lil ho I don't kno
I get fresh then i go
In the back wit yo bitch n you know that she be goin
I got drac on me im geeked, yeah I'm so far gone
N that lil ho she a freak why she luv to sing my song
We be speeding 150 why she tryna ride along

Wat that lil ho on idk
I get fresh then i go
Ya i stay up with my mag I know you ain't got it on ya