OMS Lyrics

They don't think I'm on my shit huh?

I'm on my shit now!

Real stand up nigga, I can make them bitches sit down

Oh they don't think I'm on my shit huh?

I'm on my shit now!

Real stand up nigga, I can make them bitches sit down

Turned up on them as a lih' nigga and they ain't like that

Consuming my knowledge while playing broke bitch, that's the life hack

They say I fell off, if that's the case, I got it right back

Never been a shit starter, but always been the one to fight back

If you got caught up with some shit and said, "that's his!"

You a snitch, you a bitch

If you come around me, I'll flee cause you a tick

Why you acting like a dog and that ain't really how you live?

Your girl got you on a leash cause you run behind every sniff

You mad I'm making sense, or cause I'm making cents?

I can't change my scents, this is success, come get a whiff

I do what I want, you do what you can

I had patience from the start, these niggas racing to the end

They don't think I'm on my shit huh?

I'm on my shit now!

Real stand up nigga, I can make them bitches sit down

Oh they don't think I'm on my shit huh?

I'm on my shit now!

Real stand up nigga, I can make them bitches sit down

Turned up on them as a lih' nigga and they ain't like that

Consuming my knowledge while playing broke bitch, that's the life hack

They say I fell off, if that's the case, I got it right back

Never been a shit starter, but always been the one to fight back

I need my fix first thing in the morning

I wake up to the dream like coffee

It be blowing off the steam like coffee

For the green, keep it a bean like coffee

You ain't gon' catch me at no parties unless I'm there for performing

Steady stressing every check, been hunting bucks since the shorty

I ain't resting till I get a Tesla the and a 'Rarri

Or that 76 Oldsmobile Cutlass with varnish

It's gon' be fucking retarded

Know it's got a name for it, don't know what we could call it

Just know I run it the hardest

Mustard and mayo on the feet, look like something to eat

My bitch might get her toes done and rub them on my meat

I may not like ya, I ain't friendly, but I be discreet

Cause I don't need a friend, baby, I just need a freak

So if you ain't gon' be my piece, why must I keep the peace?

What can you do for me that I can't when I need relief…