OTW (feat. Luh Wizzard & ThatBoiRj)
I remember them days in a Honda
Now I'm stepping with Gucci & Prada
My lyrics they hotter than lava
I don't got time for all of that drama
Now I got guap I'm counting them commas
Sipping henny while y'all sipping Vodka
I'm doing all this for my momma
Now I'm doing the dash in an impala
Counting the cash, I'm counting the checks
Praying for the day when we make it up next
I don't care about my ex
I got a better girl man what can I expect
One day imma buy momma a corvette
Cruising with my dime into the sunset
All of them niggas that hated on me I know they ass upset
All of you niggas some corner store niggas
All of you niggas never seen 6 figures
Some of you niggas never even pulled triggers
All of y'all really just some capping ass niggas
All of y'all niggas some jokes
Really on the side of the road selling coke
Touching y'all pockets I know that they broke
They way y'all life set up y'all don't need no sleep just stay woke
Aye, most of y'all niggas don't run in no trap, y'all fuu
I got the gun, you know imma shoot
Glizzy on me bitch, you know the shit new
Run up on a nigga give him the blues
Huh, red tips for the hollow
Huh, bad bitch and she swallow
Huh, she be looking like a model
Huh, sipping henny out the bottle
Sipping henny out the bottle (bitch)
Now a nigga really fucked up
And she went down just to suck up
Missing shots nigga boy you lucked up
If yeen talking money, shut up
Got the racks in a Brinks truck (Skrrt)
Nigga talk shit imma hit him up
Like Tupac nigga let's get it up
More money, more problems
Spend a dime on you hoes, bout my momma
Fuck all that talking, ain't with all that drama
Fuck all these hoes, I'm out chasing commas
Smoking gas calling it marijuana
Flows coming hotter than a fucking sauna
Start sum new, start dripping some Prada
Now I'm getting racks fuck on your momma (Yea)
Gotta big bag on me
But I'm dripping white tee
2 coupe got leather on the seats
Big body Dodge 2013
Doing the dash on the speedway
I'm lane switching like I'm Tjay
Tryna get a bag like Bill Gates
Know some niggas that really been moving weight
I remember them days in a Honda
Now I'm stepping with Gucci & Prada
My lyrics they hotter than lava
I don't got time for all of that drama
Now I got guap I'm counting them commas
Sipping henny while y'all sipping Vodka
I'm doing all this for my momma
Now I'm doing the dash in an impala
Now I'm stepping with Gucci & Prada
My lyrics they hotter than lava
I don't got time for all of that drama
Now I got guap I'm counting them commas
Sipping henny while y'all sipping Vodka
I'm doing all this for my momma
Now I'm doing the dash in an impala
Counting the cash, I'm counting the checks
Praying for the day when we make it up next
I don't care about my ex
I got a better girl man what can I expect
One day imma buy momma a corvette
Cruising with my dime into the sunset
All of them niggas that hated on me I know they ass upset
All of you niggas some corner store niggas
All of you niggas never seen 6 figures
Some of you niggas never even pulled triggers
All of y'all really just some capping ass niggas
All of y'all niggas some jokes
Really on the side of the road selling coke
Touching y'all pockets I know that they broke
They way y'all life set up y'all don't need no sleep just stay woke
Aye, most of y'all niggas don't run in no trap, y'all fuu
I got the gun, you know imma shoot
Glizzy on me bitch, you know the shit new
Run up on a nigga give him the blues
Huh, red tips for the hollow
Huh, bad bitch and she swallow
Huh, she be looking like a model
Huh, sipping henny out the bottle
Sipping henny out the bottle (bitch)
Now a nigga really fucked up
And she went down just to suck up
Missing shots nigga boy you lucked up
If yeen talking money, shut up
Got the racks in a Brinks truck (Skrrt)
Nigga talk shit imma hit him up
Like Tupac nigga let's get it up
More money, more problems
Spend a dime on you hoes, bout my momma
Fuck all that talking, ain't with all that drama
Fuck all these hoes, I'm out chasing commas
Smoking gas calling it marijuana
Flows coming hotter than a fucking sauna
Start sum new, start dripping some Prada
Now I'm getting racks fuck on your momma (Yea)
Gotta big bag on me
But I'm dripping white tee
2 coupe got leather on the seats
Big body Dodge 2013
Doing the dash on the speedway
I'm lane switching like I'm Tjay
Tryna get a bag like Bill Gates
Know some niggas that really been moving weight
I remember them days in a Honda
Now I'm stepping with Gucci & Prada
My lyrics they hotter than lava
I don't got time for all of that drama
Now I got guap I'm counting them commas
Sipping henny while y'all sipping Vodka
I'm doing all this for my momma
Now I'm doing the dash in an impala
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Writer(s): Jason Mathura
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