Omertà

Get to the money I get to the breesha
Met this lil vibe and I think her name Kiesha
Took a few shots she turn to a eater
(Took a few shots she turn to a)
Amiri for sport it don't matter the season
Christian Dior for the walk and they creaseless
Said Ima dog but can't prove that I'm treeshin
Wavey The Don in the night I be schemin
One of them ones that can never repeat
Copy the flow but it wont never be
She wanna fuck, hold on
I'm like baby wassup, go on
Get to the money I get to the breesh
Know where I'm headed and don't wanna be
Baby lets rock, ain't tryna talk
When I get in that zone you gon see niggas prof

Get it and flip it and double the guap
Giving her feelings these niggas cannot
All this dusse got me feeling real thotty
(Look, got me feeling real thotty)
We make it look pretty when its really not
I don't care what you claim just don't jack what you not
If you ain't with the gang that just make you an opp
Lets rock lets play fuck niggas get
Please don't, try us
You will, get flamed
We not, like them
We ain't, the same
Drift talk, spin blocks
We put in, that pain
Get money you know it don't change
Omertà wont speak onna gang

Get to the money I get to the breesha
Met this lil vibe and I think her name Kiesha
Took a few shots she turn to a eater
(Took a few shots she turn to a)
Amiri for sport it don't matter the season
Christian Dior for the walk and they creaseless
Said Ima dog but can't prove that I'm treeshin
Wavey The Don in the night I be schemin
One of them ones that can never repeat
Copy the flow but it wont never be
She wanna fuck, hold on
I'm like baby wassup, go on
Get to the money I get to the breesh
Know where I'm headed and don't wanna be
Baby lets rock, ain't tryna talk
When I get in that zone you gon see niggas prof



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Writer(s): Bernaldi Orisma
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