Oh My (FGTM) Lyrics

Yeah

Curve the bitches to the side, I ain't had a crib to fuck

Chill with ma nigga Cashes, putting weed in the grinder

Bout time I leave the books, put time in the grind

I just made a bitch cum, she struggling she wana go

Roaches in the kitchen when I turned the lights on (Eh eh eh ah, she wana dope)

I don't give a fuck I'm just going get a cup (Eh eh eh ah, she wana dope)

Sorry I ain't texting if the money ain't a topic (Eh eh eh ah, she wana dope)

I just do the rap n I forget about the pain (Eh eh eh ah, she want the dope)

Oh my oh my oh my oh my gosh

Yeah yeah

Oh my oh my oh my gosh

Yeah

Oh my oh my oh my gosh

Yeah yeah

Oh my oh my oh my gosh

Yeah

Efua wana ride, told her I ain't got gas

I ain't looking at the ass, nigga let that bitch pass

I'm in love with the cash, everyday I wana smash

Don't fuck with my baby, smoke a nigga till he ash

Fuck it all ma niggas on the road yeah

Snitching on me goin put you in a hole yeah

I just told ma chick to play her role

Listening to Dolph, he my role model

I be watching I don't talk, that's how I roll roll

They wana see me flop, that's a no no

Said I put ma niggas on, that's a don, that's a boss

Failure Got Tired of Me, I done broke up with the losses yeah

Curve the bitches to the side, I ain't had a crib to fuck

Chill with ma nigga Cashes, putting weed in the grinder

Bout time I leave the books, put time in the grind

I just made a bitch cum, she struggling she wana go

Roaches in the kitchen when I turned the lights on (Eh eh eh ah, she wana dope)

I don't give a fuck I'm just going get a cup (Eh eh eh ah, she wana dope)

Sorry I ain't texting if the money ain't a topic (Eh eh eh ah, she wana dope)

I just do the rap n I forget about the pain (Eh eh eh ah, she want the dope)

Oh my oh my oh my oh my gosh

Yeah yeah

Oh my oh my oh my gosh

Yeah

Oh my oh my oh my gosh

Yeah yeah

Oh my oh my oh my gosh

Yeah