OMG Lyrics

Me and my niggas, we step in the spot, all the girls say

Some niggas gon' go out the worst way Gang in the spot, we turn up on a Thursday

Can't name no bitch that hurt me Pop out that cut, say they know me like who ya

Know a bad bitch who working in hooters

Got Glocks with extensions they looking like rulers

Fuck around, do a drill on the scooter

If Brody the driver them man, I'm the shooter Like I made me a bag on computers

Lil' nigga, hop out, go do somethin'

We gon' hawk you down, no Tony

You know you can't run, nigga, pay what you owe me

You gon' know how It feel to be lonely Layin' right in that box and your graveyard

my trophy Pop out in all black feelin' ghostly

Saw him a ghost, ain't the one that is holy Niggas postin' they bitches like Brody

She out here sendin' me pictures remotely Sky G, Top Dog, know the fuck I ain't average

Double Sev on my hip, I don't play for no Maverick No Luka, I'll show you some magic

The blunt hit hard, why the fuck would I pass it

All these niggas in my blunt just stuck in the past tense

Did this shit as a hobby, now it turnt to a passion

Like, no, I ain't cappin' Been through the worst, I ain't new to adaptin

We ain't losin', subtractin' Big STS, we a comin' attraction

When I roll up, who matchin'

Might let his bitch eat it up like some soul food She done made a mess like she supposed to

Since she fucked with a member, she don't even know you

Play if you want to, I told you I'm not here for the games, you get put on the

Shaderoom open his face, he need staples

Indie hard, but I know I can't sign to no label

Them niggas is liars, unfaithful Bitches be broke and ungrateful

That's some shit that I don't wanna talk about And I'm built for this shit, nigga, fuck the

doubts I'ma blow when I blow, I don't look for scouts

Three-five in the wood in the fuckin' clouds When I'm up, I don't wanna be, look for now

Had a chance in the past, to go hold it down But you talked on my dreams, you a fuckin' clown

Locked in when I'm makin' my music Smokin' up is gon' give me influence

Niggas is soft forever live in delusion Instead of the truth, cause they know that it's gruesome

Me and bro gon' spin with two guns creep on they block in the nighttime it's too fun

You say you gonna see me and make who run

Bitch, boy, I'm clutchin' my pipe dare to do some

Me and my niggas, we step in the spot, all the girls say

Some niggas gon' go out the worst way Gang in the spot, we turn up on a Thursday

Can't name no bitch that hurt me Pop out that cut, say they know me like who ya

Know a bad bitch who working in hooters

Got Glocks with extensions they looking like rulers

Fuck around, do a drill on the scooter

If Brody the driver them man, I'm the shooter Like I made me a bag on computers

Lil' nigga, hop out, go do somethin'