Omw (B.I.S Theme Song)
Uh, yea yea (yea yea)
Uh yea yea (yea yea)
Yea
Yea yea (yea yea)
Yea
Hit up p for the stroll drive
Rap with a soul vibe
Blasting from the speaks like it's '05
Donnie Yates, big body, honda civic with the slow ride
Dunkin for the re up, you know p need that cold jive
God
We run the 5, don't need a marathon
B.I.S til the death of me, put your bearings on
I'm the highlight of this, you know that karen blonde
This that type of dope shit that white niggas put they parents on to
Blues wrapped in jazz, man I spazz
Second Ave pad, now my niggas just stacking cash
Used to hold my feels, now hide it behind a mask
If y'all niggas really hating then fuck it we on your ass
(We on your ass!)
Yea
Let the celly talk, venues sold out by celly huh
Shout out my homies, no chances, unless you velli vell
Only nigga to make a hit sampling wedding bell
Blues, I'm that dude, shout out genre for the record sells
(Sheesh!)
Yea
Man, I'm on my way
Yea, yea
Man, I'm on my way
Aye, yea
I said I'm on my way
(Goddamn!)
Aye
I said I'm on my way
Yea aye
I said I'm on my way
Yea, yea
I said I'm on my way
Aye yea
I said I'm on my way
Yea aye yea aye
(Sheesh!)
Yea
Y'all niggas is just a nuance, move on
Me and my crew harder than a crouton
New god, been me since new apartment floor futons
True bond with the bros, if they asked, I would shoot God
Like my women with a lil spice but look like Mulan
Boom Baw!
That's the sound of the police
If y'all niggas talking, now please don't bother with me
Be in the crib making beats, don't make me come off my leash
Please
You'll get shot like camera guy, no Zanief
Photography bodying anybody mindless, kid honest then
Man, I'm step siding it, fuck, y'all, y'all want smoke?
Have your girl giving head on her knees, shoulders and throat
I tote like whole food slings, I'm back in this thing
I've been on my way, y'all can't really compete
Kinda crazy those in the 5 think they better than me
7 feet deep, dairy king, spray the mac and cheese, geesh!
Yea
Man, I'm on my way
Yea, yea
Man, I'm on my way
Aye, yea
I said I'm on my way
(Goddamn!)
Aye
I said I'm on my way
Yea aye
I said I'm on my way
Yea, yea
I said I'm on my way
Aye yea
I said I'm on my way
Yea aye yea aye
(Sheesh!)
Uh yea yea (yea yea)
Yea
Yea yea (yea yea)
Yea
Hit up p for the stroll drive
Rap with a soul vibe
Blasting from the speaks like it's '05
Donnie Yates, big body, honda civic with the slow ride
Dunkin for the re up, you know p need that cold jive
God
We run the 5, don't need a marathon
B.I.S til the death of me, put your bearings on
I'm the highlight of this, you know that karen blonde
This that type of dope shit that white niggas put they parents on to
Blues wrapped in jazz, man I spazz
Second Ave pad, now my niggas just stacking cash
Used to hold my feels, now hide it behind a mask
If y'all niggas really hating then fuck it we on your ass
(We on your ass!)
Yea
Let the celly talk, venues sold out by celly huh
Shout out my homies, no chances, unless you velli vell
Only nigga to make a hit sampling wedding bell
Blues, I'm that dude, shout out genre for the record sells
(Sheesh!)
Yea
Man, I'm on my way
Yea, yea
Man, I'm on my way
Aye, yea
I said I'm on my way
(Goddamn!)
Aye
I said I'm on my way
Yea aye
I said I'm on my way
Yea, yea
I said I'm on my way
Aye yea
I said I'm on my way
Yea aye yea aye
(Sheesh!)
Yea
Y'all niggas is just a nuance, move on
Me and my crew harder than a crouton
New god, been me since new apartment floor futons
True bond with the bros, if they asked, I would shoot God
Like my women with a lil spice but look like Mulan
Boom Baw!
That's the sound of the police
If y'all niggas talking, now please don't bother with me
Be in the crib making beats, don't make me come off my leash
Please
You'll get shot like camera guy, no Zanief
Photography bodying anybody mindless, kid honest then
Man, I'm step siding it, fuck, y'all, y'all want smoke?
Have your girl giving head on her knees, shoulders and throat
I tote like whole food slings, I'm back in this thing
I've been on my way, y'all can't really compete
Kinda crazy those in the 5 think they better than me
7 feet deep, dairy king, spray the mac and cheese, geesh!
Yea
Man, I'm on my way
Yea, yea
Man, I'm on my way
Aye, yea
I said I'm on my way
(Goddamn!)
Aye
I said I'm on my way
Yea aye
I said I'm on my way
Yea, yea
I said I'm on my way
Aye yea
I said I'm on my way
Yea aye yea aye
(Sheesh!)
Credits
Writer(s): Tavares Scott
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