OH MY, Pt. 3
Diamonds skate like hockey
But I don't play hockey
In the cut I'm off the liquor got me feeling cocky
Had me feeling type of way I had to text your shawty
She said she with it had to slide ASAP like my name Rocky
Woo
Off a bean I'm finna fly yeah
Pop two pop a third then imma die yeah
So high me and God see eye to eye yeah
Came back for part 3 oh my yeah
Walk up in it and I'm lit now
My shit ain't popping like it did a year ago but I'm still cocky as shit now
Time for me to talk my shit now
Anxiety running high like the numbers I got in the bank
Fuck what you think
I been thinking bout stopping but once I be grinding I can't
I'm off of the drank
Off of the lean
Popped me a perky I'm off of a bean
They all should know I can't play for a team
I'm all bout my bucks but ain't talking Kareem
I'm talking my dream
Look for a life that's extreme
I don't need baby cause my name ain't Keem
I'm winning a ring like Hakeem
Cause once I get one know I'm gon need a second
Keep some bands in my savings and more in my checking
Ball like I'm Curry I shoot with the weapon
Choppa gets popping you dead in a second
Don't care if I'm dead cause I love being reckless
Don't care what you gon do I care if it's done
Put one in the head had 5 more in the gun
Grinding all night from the moon to the sun
Don't ask if I'm winning I already won
Yeah
What you finna do now
I been plotting for a minute but I'm making moves now
Tryna pop off like I'm Baby I got sum to prove now
If I don't make it they can't take it I got none to lose now
Diamonds skate like hockey
But I don't play hockey
In the cut I'm off the liquor got me feeling cocky
Had me feeling type of way I had to text your shawty
She said she with it had to slide ASAP like my name Rocky
Woo
Off a bean I'm finna fly yeah
Pop two pop a third then imma die yeah
So high me and God see eye to eye yeah
Came back for part 3 oh my yeah
You better move
You gotta move
Keep me that Uzi you know imma shoot
High in the room
I'm up on the roof
I don't need a girl cause I'm all bout the loot
Whatever you want then I already have
Quiet for so long now I'm finna spazz
Dripping in Spider don't play for the Jazz
Smoking a Cuban like I own the Mavs
Cause I be percolating
Always working baby
I'm so fucked up in the head but I don't show it on the surface baby
Keep that stick if they keep talking imma work it baby
I don't wanna but I ain't afraid to murk em baby
What we doing in the cut
I'm tryna get back to the crib cause there's a verse I gotta cut
Know I'm tryna get a bag and I ain't finna fuck it up
If you cannot see my vision then I'm dipping out the front
Yeah
What you doing to me now
I been thinking for minute and I can't figure it out
I'm just tired of this city but I cannot make it out
If you need me please don't hit me you can just go leave me out
Diamonds skate like hockey
But I don't play hockey
In the cut I'm off the liquor got me feeling cocky
Had me feeling type of way I had to text your shawty
She said she with it had to slide ASAP like my name Rocky
Woo
Off a bean I'm finna fly yeah
Pop two pop a third then imma die yeah
So high me and God see eye to eye yeah
Came back for part 3 oh my yeah
Ten toes down when I lock out
Bad bitch yeah I'm finna pop out
In that bitch now with my Glock out
Im a rockstar yeah I let it rock out
Riding downtown when I pop out
All out now cause I pop out
Haven't been down now I'm in it yeah
Got em lockdown for a minute yeah
But I don't play hockey
In the cut I'm off the liquor got me feeling cocky
Had me feeling type of way I had to text your shawty
She said she with it had to slide ASAP like my name Rocky
Woo
Off a bean I'm finna fly yeah
Pop two pop a third then imma die yeah
So high me and God see eye to eye yeah
Came back for part 3 oh my yeah
Walk up in it and I'm lit now
My shit ain't popping like it did a year ago but I'm still cocky as shit now
Time for me to talk my shit now
Anxiety running high like the numbers I got in the bank
Fuck what you think
I been thinking bout stopping but once I be grinding I can't
I'm off of the drank
Off of the lean
Popped me a perky I'm off of a bean
They all should know I can't play for a team
I'm all bout my bucks but ain't talking Kareem
I'm talking my dream
Look for a life that's extreme
I don't need baby cause my name ain't Keem
I'm winning a ring like Hakeem
Cause once I get one know I'm gon need a second
Keep some bands in my savings and more in my checking
Ball like I'm Curry I shoot with the weapon
Choppa gets popping you dead in a second
Don't care if I'm dead cause I love being reckless
Don't care what you gon do I care if it's done
Put one in the head had 5 more in the gun
Grinding all night from the moon to the sun
Don't ask if I'm winning I already won
Yeah
What you finna do now
I been plotting for a minute but I'm making moves now
Tryna pop off like I'm Baby I got sum to prove now
If I don't make it they can't take it I got none to lose now
Diamonds skate like hockey
But I don't play hockey
In the cut I'm off the liquor got me feeling cocky
Had me feeling type of way I had to text your shawty
She said she with it had to slide ASAP like my name Rocky
Woo
Off a bean I'm finna fly yeah
Pop two pop a third then imma die yeah
So high me and God see eye to eye yeah
Came back for part 3 oh my yeah
You better move
You gotta move
Keep me that Uzi you know imma shoot
High in the room
I'm up on the roof
I don't need a girl cause I'm all bout the loot
Whatever you want then I already have
Quiet for so long now I'm finna spazz
Dripping in Spider don't play for the Jazz
Smoking a Cuban like I own the Mavs
Cause I be percolating
Always working baby
I'm so fucked up in the head but I don't show it on the surface baby
Keep that stick if they keep talking imma work it baby
I don't wanna but I ain't afraid to murk em baby
What we doing in the cut
I'm tryna get back to the crib cause there's a verse I gotta cut
Know I'm tryna get a bag and I ain't finna fuck it up
If you cannot see my vision then I'm dipping out the front
Yeah
What you doing to me now
I been thinking for minute and I can't figure it out
I'm just tired of this city but I cannot make it out
If you need me please don't hit me you can just go leave me out
Diamonds skate like hockey
But I don't play hockey
In the cut I'm off the liquor got me feeling cocky
Had me feeling type of way I had to text your shawty
She said she with it had to slide ASAP like my name Rocky
Woo
Off a bean I'm finna fly yeah
Pop two pop a third then imma die yeah
So high me and God see eye to eye yeah
Came back for part 3 oh my yeah
Ten toes down when I lock out
Bad bitch yeah I'm finna pop out
In that bitch now with my Glock out
Im a rockstar yeah I let it rock out
Riding downtown when I pop out
All out now cause I pop out
Haven't been down now I'm in it yeah
Got em lockdown for a minute yeah
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Writer(s): Adam Mehall
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