OMS (feat. Nex2C)

Somebody get the tissue I'm back up on my shit today
Ain't he so official at least that's what them bitches say
I'm beating like Donkey Kong coming down bumpin'
Nothing but my J's on Michael Jordan dunkin'
Pimping pens wrecking mics flipping ends and turning dykes
Haters everywhere I go I must be doing something right
Flow as cold as polar ice I'm going home with something nice
Have her calling out to Christ I guarantee she coming twice

I'm back up on my shit today
I'm back up on my shit
I'm back up on my shit today
At least that's what them bitches say uh

I'm so cold even if you bundled up
Still I can make a nigga freeze
Like I was the police
And I stay up on my shit
That's why I don't say I'm back on it
And probably the reason I get the stink face
What did he say
These haters always pushing me to be great
One of these days he gone admit I'm what he ain't
A left field, stand out playa wit a lotta game
Freaking on women thicker than cheesecakes
Months weeks days I get it in
Forever I'm working no days off
Can't take a loss don't need breaks
No delay increase pace increase pay
Repeat play each beat slay till we straight
Who competes with me see I'm insane
No mind at all go dumb I don't see lames
They looking in awe
Ain't no cooking no raw
Ain't no cooking involved
I sushi the beat
Then serve it to you all
I just keep it coming
Hate it or love it I'm just doing me
Defecating on these beats wit Jae Gotem
You already know what I need

Somebody get the tissue I'm back up on my shit today
I'm back up on my shit
I'm back up on my shit today
At least that's what them bitches say uh



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Writer(s): Jacob Skinner
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