OTM Family Affair ft. Soloxnn, Heyslime & FIFTY Lyrics

Uh Yeah

Yeah Uh

Getting to the bread I be going hard

The nigga only be shooting when he on COD

With this music shit lately I been going crazy

Working hard every day I ain't ever lazy

Coolin with the guys we stay lit up in the party

Don't waste my time shawty don't you be tardy

With all this gas in my lungs I be super high

Die with my pride I ain't ever scared of no guy

And bitch I'm really locked in ain't no follower baby all I do is set trends

Bitch I ball hard like Rondo

Keep calling my phone I decline tho

Baby Imma star Imma shine tho so

Just come with me girl have some and baby please just dance for me

I'm with the guys right now if you don't like it Imma smoke my weed

Rock with this microphone if you don't know then baby come and see

Typing behind computer screens you pussy don't come fuck with me

Don't fuck with me

This bitch lead me on

Family Affairs

OTM wanted me on

OTM we really on

Got your bitch singing this song

Fat wood monkey call it Kong

I do not fuck with a bong

For my brother Imma bond

I think this bitch wanna bond

Fat ass Glock James Bond

She really thought it was my dong

This bean hit your head it sound like dong

I might just sing on this song

Pretty bitch pretty thong

And she can't leave me lone

Killer looks feel like Lone

And she can't leave me lone

Fuck give a dog a bone and she just might moan for me

She put that shit on for me

She put that shit on for him

She grimey as shit she grim

I put your head above the rim

Nice car fast rims you can see them shits spin

New audi new benz

You don't need no new friends

She just need a new man

And she was just a fan

Dirty nigga dirty dan

Hit you with this fucking pan

Beat you with this pan niggas do not understand

When I hop out with this 40

Watch these niggas scattering

I seen your bitch up in my show

She want my dick and she a fan

And why these niggas worried about the wrong thing

Bitch you ain't getting bands

Bitch you ain't getting guop we OTM we talking money

I'm in LA I'm feeling good I linked that shit I'm feeling lovely

Pockets looking chubby I'm getting like everyday

These niggas pillow talking I can tell you not getting play

I can tell you ain't getting hoes

You can tell just by the way you pose

I can tell you ain't got no swag for real

I pull up nigga why you froze

These niggas don't know about make yo bitch twerk like I'm DJ Chose

I'm the one and only why these niggas keep on taking flows

I'm creepin on em pull up have em leakin all you see is clothes

I'm peepin on niggas want some beef I pull up with the poles

I really be too easy powerbomb you like Samoa Joe

They thinking I'm a rookie pussy nigga bitch I been a pro

Let's get real drunk up in this bitch we going to spin with Glock 40

Why they keep hating why they playing all my niggas spin for me

I don't want beef if niggas pull up we gon shoot em make em bleed

She wanna fuck me wanna suck me babygirl this dick ain't free

Aye Big Five on the mic I'm spazzin in this bitch

Aye this some family shit this OTM yall ain't on shit

Bitch I need the team to win don't care how hard it gets

I just put a buss down on my bitch like hoe throw up ya wrist

And I ain't signing shit unless it's for a mill

When I fuck your hoe she like "Big Fifty I love how you feel

And I be taking break cause I might need some time to heal

Can't wait to shine on niggas like I called this bitch a chandelier

So come with Fifty baby you know OTM is on the rise

And no I can't hit no hoes twice you call my phone I press decline

I'm turnt up in the party off Bacardi so just rock with me

This a family affair with Solo, Melly, Slime, and Big Fifty

Before I leave fine shit tell me what we doing

Do you really like me or just because I make music

Like is it cause I'm up next or you really fuck with me

I can't go out sad won't let no hoe nigga put me on no tee

And I ain't neva eva let no nigga put me on no tee

Bitch it's ball game nigga we ain't playing in OT

Bitch we Only Talk Money we don't care about the rest

Fifty, Solo, Slime, Melly yeah we always the best

Got a bad bitch big titties yeah Sydney Sweeney

Ain't no nigga fucking with me we gon put him down the chimney

My tall slime the next goat nigga call him Wembanyama

I don't care what you say nigga Imma bag ya mama

Baby tell me what you doing you know we gotta make this plan

She said "Do what you do Melly you know you the man

Since '05 papa always knew that I was gon be great

Just lock in mind your bidness nigga don't ever hate