letra de already found you - otm luke
[intro]
(lalala)
(why you hiding from me, boy?)
(lalala)
(i already found you)
(lalala)
(you don’t gotta hide from me boy)
(lalala)
[chorus]
you don’t gotta hide (b-tch, b-tch)
b-tch, you’re not that guy (what? d-mn)
yeah, yeah
seen you at costco
you were getting groceries with your family, yeah
see, i could’ve murked you right then and there (boom, boom)
turn you to a square
b-tch, we ain’t playin’ fair now (naw, naw)
got a glock with a hundred rounds
bet you askin’ how, b-tch
robbed it off your homie
i know he was fourteen (boom, boom)
one day, you will realize when you wake up, i ain’t give a f-ck
you said you gon’ k!ll me first
b-tch, good luck
b-tch, i’m keeping it a buck
boy, you better duck (ba, ba, what?)
i’ma f-cking murder you
i’ma take your soul from you (yeah)
[verse]
joe gardner (joe)
joe gardner (joe)
i’ma sell you to the devil
let you leak out, red bull
leave you unconscious, b-tch
lace his ass, fentanyl
break you down like legos
i said h-ll, he went to go
party with the devil
six, six, six, six, six, six, six, b-tch
six b-tches went extinct ’cause of me (boom, boom, ba, baow)
b-tch, i’ma cashout like i’m edogg (yeah, yeah)
tell them b-tches, if they ain’t with us then we gon’ bag out
put them in body bags (put a bag over head)
put them in body bags (put a bag over head)
she my daughter, you my son
she my daughter, you my son (lalala)
put them in body bags (put a bag over head)
put them in body bags (put a bag over head)
she my daughter, you my son
she my daughter, you my son (lalala)
[chorus]
you don’t gotta hide (b-tch, b-tch)
b-tch, you’re not that guy (what? d-mn)
yeah, yeah
seen you at costco
you were getting groceries with your family, yeah
see, i could’ve murked you right then and there (boom, boom)
turn you to a square
b-tch, we ain’t playin’ fair now (naw, naw)
got a glock with a hundred rounds
bet you askin’ how, b-tch
robbed it off your homie
i know he was fourteen (boom, boom)
one day, you will realize when you wake up, i ain’t give a f-ck
you said you gon’ k!ll me first
b-tch, good luck
b-tch, i’m keeping it a buck
boy, you better duck (ba, ba, what?)
i’ma f-cking murder you
i’ma take your soul from you (yeah)
[verse]
b-tch, it’s gettin’ nasty now (naw, naw)
yeah, in the music industry
sellin’ dope, sellin’ t’s
ballin’ hard, i won’t stop, even when i’m seventy
i’m a old man, mentally (i’m grown as h-ll)
i got h-lla racks on me
i got h-lla dyk-s, yeah, they scissor but they still like me
yeah, yeah, this is just the beginning
this is just the origin
otm, we goin’ up
goin’ up so fast in this b-tch, i feel like throwin’ up
beat that boy up by myself
he thought it was two of us (beat his ass so badly)
[outro]
(like i was with cameron)
(why you hiding from me, boy?)
(lalala)
(you don’t gotta hide from me boy)
(lalala)
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