OMB Peezy - Loyalty Over Love lyrics

[Intro] Peezy You know we in here Got my dogs in this motherf**er Peezy, look, look [Verse] Ayy, y'all know who it is She gon' bounce it for a n***a 'cause she know that I'm real Straight out of Mobile, n***as know I'm toting the steel Hungry n***a put your wheeze on the floor for a meal Blowin' to k**, enough with all that small talk n***a street n***a, never utilizing sidewalks n***a hop out shooting, hop in and ride off n***a Leave your body wet but it ain't no drying off n***a Better hide out n***a if you slander my name Believe bodies dropping if I'm handling the flame, ayy Slap a f** n***a with the handle of the thing Homegrown, Mobile Alabama what I bang, ayy OMB, real top shotta, what it be? More money, more problems, who got problems with me, ayy You can find me where them shotta n***as be Smoking out the OZ with a Glock under my seat My n***a I be thuggin', I'm living rough and rugged We gon' box a n***a boggle, partner I ain't with the hugging I'll put you in a box, quick to lay a n***a down Put a tag on your head like a cow My n***a I'm a dog, catch me f**in' on your b**h Hit that eight for some weed while I'm thugging in the Ritz Slang pipe like a plumber, literally with this sh** Boy you might freeze to d**h if you touch a n***a wrist As real as it gets, won't find a n***a like No bang, bullets all in your head like a psychic I ain't worried 'bout the coat, I'ma get it if I like it Gotta flex on a b**h so I gotta know the prices Couple cold cases, now Lil Peezy be the topic Overk** Peezy, I'ma hit him while he's dropping Headfirst in the streets so you know it ain't no stopping I been getting paper like a printer, lame n***as want to copy Riding in a rental, something under for the beef Hopping out, Glock busting, y'all running down the street I don't listen when you speak, lies running through your teeth Peezy hungry for a body, you making him want to eat Getting paper like a folder, mix it with the soda My day of trapping ain't over 'til I meet my daily quota Don't think I'ma serve you boy if I don't know ya Dress preppy but you talking like a soldier, you a poser I'm a dreadhead rocker, real top shotter Close range four nick knocking out your pasta Want to talk guapa, that I got a lotta Tryna take me, the chopper taller than a toddler I'm about a dollar, p**y boy ain't nothing for free And I dare a f** n***a to take something from me Like a marathon, my n***as will run on your street Chopper down, the way that I'm ridin' look somethin' like a beach Poppin' the p**y for Peezy, he might throw a lil somethin' Don't f** with f**ing for free, okay she know a lil somethin' She say hold up Peezy, don't treat me like I'm hoeing or somethin' I lean close and said don't act like I ain't know it lil mama Blowin' the commas, I can get it back in a day And it's loyalty over love, I got that on the way