Ooh Dear by Kal Dirt Lyrics
[Kal Dirt]
(That sound more raw
Life, Life shit bitch. Activated)
Don’t do lames, can’t play no games
Three big body hugging lanes
Cartier frames, can’t spare no change
Chrome Heart hoody with Helmut Lang
Walk in Gucci, give me champagne
Before the gang even spend a thing
Cop me grills, cuban chain
A cuban bitch that give me brain
She a groupie, run a train
She don’t even know my name
I don’t know hers I have no shame
I’m too treeshy, I’m too ehhh
Touched e11even made it rain
Kept bout 10 insidе the safe
Keep that 9 inside my pants
My niggas hungry, don’t gеt ate
(Patois)
Mi den pon road, mi circle ends
Her legs open Mercedes Benz
No brethren and no new friends
Unless we grow from way back when
Mon wear name brand, no more knock off
Pieces lit I call it hot sauce
Where were you when war start pop off?
Shells start drop we call that drop-off
(Fire)
Killy dem leave bwoy shook
Dem tek all socks off
(take that shit)
Dem nuh want war, killy deh inna di clashoff
Middle day. Swipe book. 10 band. Bank get lock off
Mini K. South Beach, Gunshot. Bwoy turn jackass
[DJ TONE]
Momma can’t know how I really live
Spent a whole liq before I got to the crib
Got cc cvc btc pin & ssn
I turn a opp to a CPN
This piece just might hit for 10
Bought em out and get new bins
Swipe two Glocks, I walk with twins
How this bitch say she love me
And won’t even cash that check (bitch)
You know If I’m swiping the bottles (GTFOH)
She throwing the neck
I don’t do internet thugging
I’m internet trapping
BOA on his head they asking what happen (ayyy)
I got the instruments
Bitch I just hustle and stack it in increments
He talking pressure so lets have an incident
All of my niggas be moving so militant
Bitch I’m in love with the dope we intimate
Put my foot in it and do with some diligence
Fuck on the system attracted to vigilance
I did her dirty because she look too innocent (Ooh Dear)
I’m up in the air with this shit like apostrophe
I like his idea but don’t like his philosophy
I know some swipers thats good with typography
Niggas be plotting but that shit don’t bother me
I gave her half but she wanted all of me
I had to block her ‘cuz she kept on calling me
Where is my money? Bitch why is you stalling me
Bitch I will sever your carotid arteries
I just sent a message I hope you embodied it
Bitch I just hop on the beat and I body it
Bitch Ima aim for the rib like a body hit
Oppa got stretched on the strip got his body zipped
Everybody really mad. Everybody hate on me
All these niggas in they bag. Im just steady in my brief
Put some shooters on his ass. He got pay for these beats
Put some shooters on his ass. He got pay for this beef
My gang move like marching bands
Put some shooters on ya land
Everything ain’t go as planned
Chopping hands and get them bands
(Ooh Dear! Fuck you talking bout my nigga)
(That sound more raw
Life, Life shit bitch. Activated)
Don’t do lames, can’t play no games
Three big body hugging lanes
Cartier frames, can’t spare no change
Chrome Heart hoody with Helmut Lang
Walk in Gucci, give me champagne
Before the gang even spend a thing
Cop me grills, cuban chain
A cuban bitch that give me brain
She a groupie, run a train
She don’t even know my name
I don’t know hers I have no shame
I’m too treeshy, I’m too ehhh
Touched e11even made it rain
Kept bout 10 insidе the safe
Keep that 9 inside my pants
My niggas hungry, don’t gеt ate
(Patois)
Mi den pon road, mi circle ends
Her legs open Mercedes Benz
No brethren and no new friends
Unless we grow from way back when
Mon wear name brand, no more knock off
Pieces lit I call it hot sauce
Where were you when war start pop off?
Shells start drop we call that drop-off
(Fire)
Killy dem leave bwoy shook
Dem tek all socks off
(take that shit)
Dem nuh want war, killy deh inna di clashoff
Middle day. Swipe book. 10 band. Bank get lock off
Mini K. South Beach, Gunshot. Bwoy turn jackass
[DJ TONE]
Momma can’t know how I really live
Spent a whole liq before I got to the crib
Got cc cvc btc pin & ssn
I turn a opp to a CPN
This piece just might hit for 10
Bought em out and get new bins
Swipe two Glocks, I walk with twins
How this bitch say she love me
And won’t even cash that check (bitch)
You know If I’m swiping the bottles (GTFOH)
She throwing the neck
I don’t do internet thugging
I’m internet trapping
BOA on his head they asking what happen (ayyy)
I got the instruments
Bitch I just hustle and stack it in increments
He talking pressure so lets have an incident
All of my niggas be moving so militant
Bitch I’m in love with the dope we intimate
Put my foot in it and do with some diligence
Fuck on the system attracted to vigilance
I did her dirty because she look too innocent (Ooh Dear)
I’m up in the air with this shit like apostrophe
I like his idea but don’t like his philosophy
I know some swipers thats good with typography
Niggas be plotting but that shit don’t bother me
I gave her half but she wanted all of me
I had to block her ‘cuz she kept on calling me
Where is my money? Bitch why is you stalling me
Bitch I will sever your carotid arteries
I just sent a message I hope you embodied it
Bitch I just hop on the beat and I body it
Bitch Ima aim for the rib like a body hit
Oppa got stretched on the strip got his body zipped
Everybody really mad. Everybody hate on me
All these niggas in they bag. Im just steady in my brief
Put some shooters on his ass. He got pay for these beats
Put some shooters on his ass. He got pay for this beef
My gang move like marching bands
Put some shooters on ya land
Everything ain’t go as planned
Chopping hands and get them bands
(Ooh Dear! Fuck you talking bout my nigga)