Hella Os lyrics

[Intro]
Man
n*ggas still get it from the Gusto (Gusto)
Young hot head, man, cutthroat (Bow)
All these nat-nats on dumb go (Dumb go)
Kick back and serve up them Os (Them Os)
Uh
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
(From the 404 to the 212, you know what I'm saying?)
Uh, skrrt, uh, skrrt
(And it's free Reese every f*ckin' day, you know what I'm saying?)
Uh, uh
(Shout out to my n*gga [?])
Skrrt, skrrt
(Plug)

[Verse 1]
Pull up on your block and we squirtin' 9s
n*ggas wanna duke it, this the right time
Counting up, counting up hella bands
Using my guap as a face fan (Guap)
K$upreme, that's my right hand
n*ggas mobbing deep like a Taliban
Right now I'm a Harlem boy but Lil Yachty from Atlantastan (On God)
Stack the cheddar cheese on my nightstand
If my money low then watch your life, man
n*ggas still get it from the Gusto
Young hot head, man, cutthroat
All these nat-nats on dumb go
Kick back and serve out them Os
n*ggas strapped up like Girbauds (Uh)
I just hopped out on them 4s (Skrrt, skrrt)
(Plug)
Bloody bandana my bros
But cuzzy bandana my woes
Bought bank and I bang on fo's
All these f*ck n*ggas is hoes
He better not knock on my door
I bust a cap in his throat
I put a di*k in his ho
I might just flip out them Os
I just dropped weed on my toes
Brought my n*ggas 'round your ho (For real)
Let 'em run train on ya wife
We pass that pus*y all night (On God)
Then we stack it tall as kites
n*gga try me, that's his life
[Chorus]
Hella Os, I've been counting hella Os
(Plug)
Money stacking tall like Legos
I've been counting hella Os, hella Os
Hella Os, I've been counting hella Os
Money stacking tall like Legos
Told my plug I need a whole fix (Yeah)
Serving up Os (Yeah)
I could flip a brick (Woo, woo)
Hella Os, hella Os (Woo, woo)
I've been moving hella Os
Young RD counting hella Os (Woo, woo)

[Verse 2]
Big full Chevy, boy, check out the candy paint (Okay)
Canary yellow diamonds in my pinky ring (Okay)
(Plug)
20 band juugs, I could ball
I could ball, I could buy like 30 chains
All these b*tches love me like I'm Jesus (Uh-huh)
Old money same age as Regis (For real)
But that sh*t long like R. Kelly (R. Kelly)
f*ck around and put shots in your belly
Told that ho to meet me at the telly (Uh)
I can never ever fold (Hell nah)
Young RD be counting big Os (Yeah, yeah)
I been counting bankrolls (Hell yeah)
Money make her touch her toes (On God)
Money got me the hoes (It did)
Money got a n*gga right (Woo)
I be sipping dirty Sprite (Uh-huh)
[Chorus]
Hella Os, I've been counting hella Os
(Plug)
Money stacking tall like Legos
I've been counting hella Os, hella Os
Hella Os, I've been counting hella Os
Money stacking tall like Legos
Told my plug I need a whole fix (Yeah)
Serving up Os (Yeah)
I could flip a brick (Yeah)
Hella Os, hella Os (Woo, woo)
I've been moving hella Os
Young RD counting hella Os (Woo, woo)

[Outro]
(Plug)