Tizzy - O'Fallon, Amsterdam lyrics

(If u not in the o or from the o...skip this song) Verse 1: I just wanna chill with my n***as My dogs, my marley Not even really party But sip some barcardi Cruise on them backroad streets In my pinto or yo jeep Or we can hotbox in the lot Freestyling to a beat Hit mcs Talk sh** Prolly text yo b**h Play some fifa or some 2k Talk my sh** Light a doobie Watch a movie Watch them cops that be on duty And them hoes that wanna mention u on twitter they some groupies This that O town life Blue and gold sh** Bad b**h and a blunt Both of them I hit I'mma O'Town n***a Amsterdam smoking Spitting game to yo b**h n***a now loading Pa** that sh** 2 hit u choking Change hoodies for the crib mama kno i be smoking She wanna get faded Now I got her floating Kush no reggie damn this sh** potent Backroad scenery Gods great greenery I'm so gone I can't control this machinery Hoes be talkin n***as never listen O'fallon n***as always on a mission If it's not the kitten It's that green that's a given I talk about weed because b**h that how we living I'mma O'Town n***a Amsterdam smoking Spitting game to yo b**h n***a now loading Verse 2: (Tizzy) I'mma O'Town n***a Amsterdam smoking Spitting game to yo b**h n***a now loading I'm blowin on good weed You know that it's potent Some people get too high but I just keep on rolling I'm burning paper planes till it's early in the morning Listening to music so you know a n***a zoning Don't worry bout yo chick, my dick she on it And them swisher sweets ain't the only thing she blowing Tiz the season so I'm blowing on the reef Yea I'm from the O but all we know is Kansas City Chief I got a grinder filled with kief Smoking like there's no police With my north face on and some nike's on my feet Levi's on just to make the fit complete Use to f** with columbia but swag is not cheap Cruising backroads, top down in the jeep Got my back against the wall and my ears to the street Back to the subject tho Represent the f**ing O Kick it with the same crew cuz you don't know whose friend or foe Yea I got the sickest flow I'm blowing on some wicked dro I go hard up in the paint You n***as tryna pick and roll Life so sweet That's why I'm smiling while I'm smoking Red and yellow hairs, call that b**h hulk hogan I'mma O'Town n***a Amsterdam smoking Spitting game to yo b**h n***a now loading