OTM Lyrics

Yea

Yeaa

(Aye Mike this on the money)

Yeaaa, Cmon

I know the life you wanna live, I do this everyday

The amount of times they told me not to do it, I did it anyway

Got people bankin' on me, just follow my moves I know the way

You too worried 'bout gettin' hoes, you needa focus on yo pape

You needa focus on yo craft and tell that bitch to get away

I'm gettin' off, the only checkin' up I'm doing is for a play

Imma playmaker, instant with the moves give me a day

All my bitches giving bad yea they all sexy in the face

All my bitches giving boujee I done spent 30 in a day

Sit back if girly talkin' bad and tell that bitch to wait

Imma sack runner self made, bitch I'm tryna get paid

You the type to drop bags on a bitch so you can get laid

Fuck friends I got a bag of dawg, told bro nem come and cop that

I know I'm on my feet on every beat, told brodie run it back

Yea I'm too made for it

I was always in and out the mall but never paid for it

I used to pray for it

Told that bitch I'm tryna fuck ain't spittin' game I told her straight forward

Bro showed me the way to take that spot, I'm coming straight for it

And girly want the pape and I want the sex I might just trade for it

Jump inside the track to run it up, come back the same morning

Yeaaa

And I told bro I got dawg in me

Girly talkin' 'bout she brought her friends, I brought dawg with me

And don't make me jump inside the whip like give it all to me

Now watch how swift I pass it off to bro like come ball with me

Before I go to sleep I count my roll cus it a get lonely

I got two bands for today that's on the road money (It's too easy)

I wake up and Chaseabag all day, that's really it for me

And baby know she flirtin' with a shark, come put them jaws on me

I need it all for me

When she get upset, the pussy turn wet like a wave and so I put my rod in her

You cracking hoes I hit, but pillow talked I can't applaud for it

Remember when you was up and runnin' plays, just know I walked for it (Shit)

And why this bitch keep on blowin up my jack

If I showed you hidden footage I bet you wouldn't want her back

And I ain't taking you out on dates, but in the bed this where its at

We not making love, you lucky if I even grab yo neck

You really special if my jeans down to my ankles for the sex

I see yall hatin' on my moves, but its no need to get upset

You see this green on me, I'm either at the Garden or with the Jet's

I told that bitch to wipe her puppy dog tears I'm not a vet

Cmon

Winning battles in my head everyday

And I keep pushing, at the start of ever hour I'm chasing pape (SHIT)

You wake and bake but overnight you don't get paid

You spent yo last onna blunt before a play (Oh my god)

If this bitch chuckle again I guarantee I'm getting laid

Yellowbone with a brownskin they look like tea and lemonade

Put in the work runnin' back to it, I'm guaranteed I'm gettin' paid

What the fuck I'm going deep inside my bag I ran a fade (Aye Ben this on the money)

Cmon