Oh My
Know it's a party when I hit the stage
Bumble bee Patek, it jump out the face
I do the dash in a bulletproof Wraith, it's like woah
Diamonds too icy, they drip off my neck
Pussy ass boy, you can't fuck with my set
Yellow on me and my motherfuckin' Vette, it's like wow
I took my re up and doubled it up
It's either Tuscan or Code in my cup
Smoking on gasoline, shit got me stuck
Off my ass I been killing shit
Wrist be icy, I know that they feelin' it
Heavy weight, I been goated, too villainous
CMA on my bitch and she drippin' it, yea
Commas on commas on commas
Now I got a bitch and she toting a Tec
I gotta run it up, run it up, run it up
Until my Patek it drippin' the best
CMA chain bitch it's all on my neck
Hit him in the madoula and do it again
Got some homies with Rugers, we shoot em like Texas Ranger
These the bloopers again
Pussy bitch tried to frame me, won't do it again
Grab the strap and I lay em right down, the end
My bitch too bad, she can't have friends
And she don't like bitches so do not be friendly
I'm tryna pull up on her in a Bentley
I'm tryna pull up on her in a Bentley, yea
Niggas using my name for the quick views
Pussy nigga, I never could diss you
I ain't wasting my breathe on the issue
Boy I never was pressed, what's the issue
You a bitch and you folded, no tissue
Talk all that shit but my nigga, I never see you
I do the dash, Philly Pike in a Regal
Shorty a diamond, I bought her her freedom
Ass and some titties and maybe a Birkin
When I'm inside said she feel like a virgin
Pull out a honeybun, count it in person
Told her all Benjamins, got the bank hurtin'
Drip her in blue now the throw my set
Ain't no wannabe, you is irrelevant
Gilded DVD all on my neck-a-lace
GTC, yea we stay in our element
Know it's a party when I hit the stage
Bumble bee Patek, it jump out the face
I do the dash in a bulletproof Wraith, it's like woah
Diamonds too icy, they drip off my neck
Pussy ass boy, you can't fuck with my set
Yellow on me and my motherfuckin' Vette, it's like wow
I took my re up and doubled it up
It's either Tuscan or Code in my cup
Smoking on gasoline, shit got me stuck
Off my ass I been killing shit
Wrist be icy, I know that they feelin' it
Heavy weight, I been goated, too villainous
CMA on my bitch and she drippin' it, yea
Bumble bee Patek, it jump out the face
I do the dash in a bulletproof Wraith, it's like woah
Diamonds too icy, they drip off my neck
Pussy ass boy, you can't fuck with my set
Yellow on me and my motherfuckin' Vette, it's like wow
I took my re up and doubled it up
It's either Tuscan or Code in my cup
Smoking on gasoline, shit got me stuck
Off my ass I been killing shit
Wrist be icy, I know that they feelin' it
Heavy weight, I been goated, too villainous
CMA on my bitch and she drippin' it, yea
Commas on commas on commas
Now I got a bitch and she toting a Tec
I gotta run it up, run it up, run it up
Until my Patek it drippin' the best
CMA chain bitch it's all on my neck
Hit him in the madoula and do it again
Got some homies with Rugers, we shoot em like Texas Ranger
These the bloopers again
Pussy bitch tried to frame me, won't do it again
Grab the strap and I lay em right down, the end
My bitch too bad, she can't have friends
And she don't like bitches so do not be friendly
I'm tryna pull up on her in a Bentley
I'm tryna pull up on her in a Bentley, yea
Niggas using my name for the quick views
Pussy nigga, I never could diss you
I ain't wasting my breathe on the issue
Boy I never was pressed, what's the issue
You a bitch and you folded, no tissue
Talk all that shit but my nigga, I never see you
I do the dash, Philly Pike in a Regal
Shorty a diamond, I bought her her freedom
Ass and some titties and maybe a Birkin
When I'm inside said she feel like a virgin
Pull out a honeybun, count it in person
Told her all Benjamins, got the bank hurtin'
Drip her in blue now the throw my set
Ain't no wannabe, you is irrelevant
Gilded DVD all on my neck-a-lace
GTC, yea we stay in our element
Know it's a party when I hit the stage
Bumble bee Patek, it jump out the face
I do the dash in a bulletproof Wraith, it's like woah
Diamonds too icy, they drip off my neck
Pussy ass boy, you can't fuck with my set
Yellow on me and my motherfuckin' Vette, it's like wow
I took my re up and doubled it up
It's either Tuscan or Code in my cup
Smoking on gasoline, shit got me stuck
Off my ass I been killing shit
Wrist be icy, I know that they feelin' it
Heavy weight, I been goated, too villainous
CMA on my bitch and she drippin' it, yea
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Writer(s): Richard Martin Jr.
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