Just Me Just Us

If you breed a word bad about the homie buss your throat
You know seh money a make, anytime we touch the road
Whole place locked, anytime we touch the road
OFB run the world, 'bout time we lock and load
If you breed a word bad about the homie buss your throat
You know seh money a make, anytime we touch the road
Whole place locked, anytime we touch the road
OFB run the world, 'bout time we lock and load
I was on the trizzy, just me and the Lizzy
I know what it’s like reminiscing, just me and a nitty
For 7 she got a pinky, but she ain’t feeding her pickney
See I was on basic, it was just me and my tizzy
I remember stepping on visits, it was just me and my missus
Growing up weren’t all rosy, it was just me and my sisters
Still make the force kick on a green one, I don’t need green on my sneakers
Ching man down on a backroad, just me and my flicky
Try buss man’s throat, I ain’t tryna feed him no hickey
Real talk gang got unlimited smoke, tryna feed them the chimneys
Next day I just buss this pack and fling it on diggies
I know about colours
I’m up and down the M with both, my lifestyle’s risky
If you breed a word bad about the homie buss your throat
You know seh money a make, anytime we touch the road
Whole place locked, anytime we touch the road
OFB run the world, 'bout time we lock and load
If you breed a word bad about the homie buss your throat
You know seh money a make, anytime we touch the road
Whole place locked, anytime we touch the road
OFB run the world, 'bout time we lock and load
I remember being in the Niz, just me and a swammy
Pigs locked off the block, it’s just me in the alley
Beating all of my shots, it’s just me and Ali
Or T-house settings, white and no for Sally
Knee deep in the streets, that’s me running with swammy
I’m in love with the spin spin ting, I’m in love with this money
And when I’m doing up OT, there’s no sleep it’s just counting
Or hard and coins on the table, all piled like a mountain
Love chasing Ps, I swear I love this prof
Posted on the block, so try slide and get shot
And from long time, you know that it’s weed or rock
And it’s OFB to the world and back, and free all the bruddas that are locked
If you breed a word bad about the homie buss your throat
Dem know seh money a make, anytime we touch the road
Whole place locked, anytime we touch the road
OFB run the world, 'bout time we lock and load
If you breed a word bad about the homie buss your throat
Dem know seh money a make, anytime we touch the road
Whole place locked, anytime we touch the road
OFB run the world, 'bout time we lock and load