Oh My
Alright, I'm with all the guys (yeah)
Oh my, and I'm so fuckin' high (yeah)
Oh my, what a fuckin' time (yeah)
Oh my, this you fuckin' vibe (yeah)
Oh my, what a fuckin' time (yeah)
Oh my, I got bitches in the lot (babe)
Oh my, I cannot decide (yeah)
Oh God, I mean I'm just finna stop
Niggas wanna talk shit 'cause I work hard and I get it
Niggas wanna talk shit 'cause I work hard and I'm winning
Niggas wanna play it dirty, wanna talk dirty, let's get it
But niggas just talk shit when they all up in they feelings
But who is you kidding? (aye)
Boy you ain't livin' (aye)
I heard that new whip that you cruise in is rented (aye)
You niggas is silly (aye)
You ain't top billing (aye)
You actin' like bitches and that's why I can't trust you niggas (aye)
We heard all the stories, everything a lie, yeah
We heard all the stories, we ain't a surprised, yeah
Niggas sellin' facts but we ain't finna buy
Man I just roll me up with doobie and put it on fire (yeah)
Alright, I'm with all the guys (yeah)
Oh my, and I'm so fuckin' high (yeah)
Oh my, what a fuckin' time (yeah)
Oh my, this you fuckin' vibe (yeah)
Oh my, what a fuckin' time (yeah)
Oh my, I got bitches in the lot (babe)
Oh my, I cannot decide (yeah)
Oh God, I mean I'm just finna stop
Oh my, makin' these hits how I pass time
The grass green on my side (uh)
Motherfuck the other side
I know my dawgs gon' ride 'til the wheels fall off, no switching sides
I earned all my stripes
Been through it all, I payed the price (yeah)
I came up from the ditches on the road
To riches, I'm in every building that you not at
Now it's a couple bitches on my line tryna
Kick it, I just bring 'em where the crib at
I'm not the type of nigga to be postin'
I'm up in the stu' or prolly where the lick at
Fuck your favourites, you can tell 'em I said that
I throw your bitch a bone and she gon' get that
Me and Fleezy got it poppin', I know they gon' dig it, you feel it
I know it's a couple niggas gon' be in they feelings, for really
I don't really pay attention
I been on a mission tryna get a million, hold up wait a minute
These niggas hyping they gimmicks
Wait 'til they hear what we got in the kitchen, yeah
Alright, I'm with all the guys (yeah)
Oh my, and I'm so fuckin' high (yeah)
Oh my, what a fuckin' time (yeah)
Oh my, this you fuckin' vibe (yeah)
Oh my, what a fuckin' time (yeah)
Oh my, I got bitches in the lot (babe)
Oh my, I cannot decide (yeah)
Oh God, I mean I'm just finna stop
Oh my, and I'm so fuckin' high (yeah)
Oh my, what a fuckin' time (yeah)
Oh my, this you fuckin' vibe (yeah)
Oh my, what a fuckin' time (yeah)
Oh my, I got bitches in the lot (babe)
Oh my, I cannot decide (yeah)
Oh God, I mean I'm just finna stop
Niggas wanna talk shit 'cause I work hard and I get it
Niggas wanna talk shit 'cause I work hard and I'm winning
Niggas wanna play it dirty, wanna talk dirty, let's get it
But niggas just talk shit when they all up in they feelings
But who is you kidding? (aye)
Boy you ain't livin' (aye)
I heard that new whip that you cruise in is rented (aye)
You niggas is silly (aye)
You ain't top billing (aye)
You actin' like bitches and that's why I can't trust you niggas (aye)
We heard all the stories, everything a lie, yeah
We heard all the stories, we ain't a surprised, yeah
Niggas sellin' facts but we ain't finna buy
Man I just roll me up with doobie and put it on fire (yeah)
Alright, I'm with all the guys (yeah)
Oh my, and I'm so fuckin' high (yeah)
Oh my, what a fuckin' time (yeah)
Oh my, this you fuckin' vibe (yeah)
Oh my, what a fuckin' time (yeah)
Oh my, I got bitches in the lot (babe)
Oh my, I cannot decide (yeah)
Oh God, I mean I'm just finna stop
Oh my, makin' these hits how I pass time
The grass green on my side (uh)
Motherfuck the other side
I know my dawgs gon' ride 'til the wheels fall off, no switching sides
I earned all my stripes
Been through it all, I payed the price (yeah)
I came up from the ditches on the road
To riches, I'm in every building that you not at
Now it's a couple bitches on my line tryna
Kick it, I just bring 'em where the crib at
I'm not the type of nigga to be postin'
I'm up in the stu' or prolly where the lick at
Fuck your favourites, you can tell 'em I said that
I throw your bitch a bone and she gon' get that
Me and Fleezy got it poppin', I know they gon' dig it, you feel it
I know it's a couple niggas gon' be in they feelings, for really
I don't really pay attention
I been on a mission tryna get a million, hold up wait a minute
These niggas hyping they gimmicks
Wait 'til they hear what we got in the kitchen, yeah
Alright, I'm with all the guys (yeah)
Oh my, and I'm so fuckin' high (yeah)
Oh my, what a fuckin' time (yeah)
Oh my, this you fuckin' vibe (yeah)
Oh my, what a fuckin' time (yeah)
Oh my, I got bitches in the lot (babe)
Oh my, I cannot decide (yeah)
Oh God, I mean I'm just finna stop
Credits
Writer(s): Lesego Kyle Mnyandu, Modisaotsile Godfrey Mvundla
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