Oh My God

Ayo Damez
What's up?
Shit man, aye pull up in that Benz
So we can flex on these niggas one time
Ha! Aight, shit we can do that
Yeah (Unh)

Got a bad bitch on 10 (10)
10, 10, 10, 10 (10)
Might come through in a Benz (Skrt!)
Blunt hittin' on 10 (Blunt hitting on 10)
Drank hittin' on 10 (Drank hitting on 10)
Roll a xan in the gram (Roll a xan in the gram)
Now I'm slumped on 10
10, 10, 10, 10 (Yeah)
Takin' shots with the homies (Oh my God)
Rollin' up with the fam (Oh my God)
Pregame before the party (Oh my God)
Look alive, we on 10 (Oh my God)
Make a film for the Snap (Oh my God)
Take a pic for the Gram (Oh my God)
10, 10, 10, 10 (Oh my God)
Slumped up on 10 (Oh my God)

Yeah, I just broke a seal to the bottle (Oh my God)
She just wanna kick it like its soccer (Oh my God)
Yeah, up in Five Points and it's going down
Yeah it's going down whenever Carti comes in town
Okay, smoking and sippin', you can't tell me nothin'
Wanna see what I cooked up? It's sauced up out the oven
Fit is so lit man, it's flickin' like sheesh
She say she like me, she my little freak
Soul searchin' for myself, face an eighth by myself
Middle finger to a lame nigga, that's Fendi on my belt
We ten deep wearing 10 Deep with ten bitches and they smoke tree
VIP, we in VIP, we in V-I, V-I, V-I

Got a bad bitch on 10 (10)
10, 10, 10, 10 (10)
Might come through in a Benz (Skrt!)
Blunt hittin' on 10 (Blunt hitting on 10)
Drank hittin' on 10 (Drank hitting on 10)
Roll a xan in the gram (Roll a xan in the gram)
Now I'm slumped on 10
10, 10, 10, 10 (Yeah)
Takin' shots with the homies (Oh my God)
Rollin' up with the fam (Oh my God)
Pregame before the party (Oh my God)
Look alive, we on 10 (Oh my God)
Make a film for the Snap (Oh my God)
Take a pic for the Gram (Oh my God)
10, 10, 10, 10 (Damez)
Slumped up on 10 (Oh my God)

Ayo, I just split the guts in my gar (Oh my God)
I spent a lot of bucks on my car (Oh my God)
I had a Benz at 18, better know that my shit clean
Ima king with some green and some mo' shit in between
Hold up wait, hold up wait, they let Damez in the booth
Too much sauce, Ima boss, switchin' lanes in my coupe
I got the bands like I had a parade
This shit for real, man this shit not charades
Keep yo B.S. I do not wanna trade
Run up on Carti you catchin' a fade, I'm catchin' a flight
I'm in yo city, you wanna hate? You can join the committee
You stupid ass bitch, why the fuck is you mad?
But them days behind me, you better be glad
I been the same since '94, ain't shit changed just countin' dough
Don't concern me if it ain't bout Damez
Keep it 100 cause I don't got change, thanks

Got a bad bitch on 10 (10)
10, 10, 10, 10 (10)
Might come through in a Benz (Skrt!)
Blunt hittin' on 10 (Blunt hitting on 10)
Drank hittin' on 10 (Drank hitting on 10)
Roll a xan in the gram (Roll a xan in the gram)
Now I'm slumped on 10 (Now I'm slumped on 10)
10, 10, 10, 10 (Yeah)

Got a lil trade on 10 (10)
10, 10, 10, 10
Always come through in a Benz (Skrt!)
Blunt hittin' on 10 (Blunt hitting on 10)
Drank hittin' on 10 (Drank hitting on 10)
Roll a xan in the gram (Roll a xan in the gram)
Now I'm slumped on 10 with yo bae and bestfriend
Takin' shots with the homies
Rollin' up with the fam (Oh my God)
Pregame before the party (Oh my God)
Look alive, we on 10 (Oh my God)
Make a film for the Snap (Oh my God)
Take a pic for the Gram (Oh my God)
10, 10, 10, 10 (Oh my God)
Slumped up on 10 nigga (Oh my God)

Oh my God (Yeah)
Oh my God
Blunt hittin' on 10
Drank hittin' on 10 (Oh my God)
Oh my God



Credits
Writer(s): Damien Henderson
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