A Boogie Wit da Hoodie - Odee

Young Troy, you a genius Let me beat it up like Jaegen Yeah, .44 bulldog Hit a nigga melon, spill a nigga bean Everybody sayin' what they gonna do, yeah But they just talkin', they don't mean it Try to run down with the deuce-deuce That's a no-no, get a .40, yeah Yeah, I know I'm prolly too much, yeah Sometimes, I just be odeeing I was gonna go and try to fall asleep But, I got too much energy, yeah I was gonna go to Canada deep But, all my niggas said they got felonies, yeah I was gonna pull up in Givenchy But, I just bought all this ERD shit I'm too fleek, all the groupies Yeah, they just wanna get next to me, yeah Everybody said they run down 'Til they hear that gun sound on that lemon squeeze, yeah Yeah, bet ya homie ain't ya homie Trust me paparazzi, that's the police, yeah Yeah, .44 bulldog Hit a nigga melon, split a nigga bean Everybody sayin' what they gonna do, yeah But they just talkin', they don't mean it Try to run down with the deuce-deuce That's a no-no, get a .40, yeah Yeah, I know I'm prolly too much Sometimes, I just be odeeing Yeah, yeah Sometimes, I just be odeeing (If she ain't know God, then she know Jesus) Sometimes, I just be odeeing (Girl, I smoke pot just for no reason) Yeah, Sometimes, I just be odeeing (Sometimes, I just be o, yeah) Yeah, sometimes, I just be odeeing And sometimes I just be odeeing But I'm from Highbridge, what you thinking? You can punch in mine if yours is reading And you can punch in mine if yours is reading I give you all my time if you give me reasons You only call my line when you think I'm creeping The .30 clip too long, you can probably see it It's a Hip-Hop song, but I'm R&B-in' Yeah, .44 bulldog Yeah, hit a nigga melon, split a nigga bean, yeah Everybody sayin' what they gonna do, yeah But they just talking, they don't mean it Try to run down with the deuce-deuce, yeah That's a no-no, get a .40, yeah Yeah, I know I'm prolly too much, yeah Sometimes, I just be odeein'