Omg

I took the tint off my windows so all them boys can see me
I parked the car up in flint
I got a red beanie
If I was hiding from you niggas why I'm on your TV
The root came up from out the ground and grab your bitch in 3D
Yeah shopping spree spree
I'm not at the beach but my bitch wear bikini
I know that they wanna be me I came from the bottom I can't let them see these
The confidential tracks we can't leak these
Over here I need maps when I sweep the streets clean
Yeah and the challey sound so mad when I start it
I don't park it up
I turn off the lights and throw the darkness up
It's called having fun
She back it up on me she got a dump truck
I see them hating over there
And I give no fucks

Yeah
Yeah
Oh my God
Oh my God
Oh my God
I fell in love with the new exhaust
Oh my God
Told the lil bitch cover up her twat
Oh my God now I spilt the cup of wok on my crocs
Now she's looking lost in her place she ain't feeling hot
Yeah that's tuff cuz I shocked the nigga right out his socks
He got rocked cause I rock
Oh my God
Oh my God



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Writer(s): The Root
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