OT ft. Chai Tulani Lyrics

Gotta put in OT

Gotta put in OT

OT

OT

OT

Pa domi

Gotta put in OT

OT

OT

OT

They say form follow function

So I changed my moves

Won't any amount of money make me break my rules

I feed my soul none of that foo

I feed my fam too, organic only

Because WE NOT YOU!

The paper got you geisha, you Mulan Rouge

No make up mane

Boy I really live my claims

Won't any amount of money

Keep me in these chains, to help you slave

They gon have to kill me baby

See my say

All this shit is common sense I mean

Somebody gon feel me baby

I'm on my shit

Nigga need hop off my dick

I got hoes for that so you can save that lip

Or your two cents

Because your opinions like a penny

It's worth nothing unless 10 million more come with it

That's why the ground is littered with them

And they're throw away when given or dropped and forgotten but nobody every miss them

Count them when they gone, if at all

Gotta put in OT, OT, OT, OT

Gotta put in OT, OT, OT, OT

Gotta put in OT, OT, OT, OT

Gotta put in OT, OT, OT, OT

They say home is where the heart is

But I'm rarely home

My hearts in the game, my heads in the clouds

So even when I'm present I'm not really around

Niggas act like they omni present because we living in now

But if you... live in the lit, you soon to burn out

Because even if you li the shit

You still in the crowd

Niggas smoke loud and sit and bitch on the couch bout where they blessings went don't hold your breath

If you last real nigga left then what your niggas is

You hoe'd yourself

Look at your team, look at them

Booger sugars, and the shoulda couldas

Got you toot-a- toot instead chugga-chugga

Keep it pushing pussy fuck the mushy shit

I just smoke sativa eat the cookie crisp

And get back to the hustle

This shit is magic I'm more than a muggle

Ingot a ora like boy in the bubble

They come around when you done with the struggle

Like the missing piece of the puzzle

I love you

You know that I'm loyal but I don't work for you my nigga

Gotta put in OT, OT, OT, OT

Gotta put in OT, OT, OT, OT

Say Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Say Oh no, no, no

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Oh no, no, no

Back it up say

Oh no, no, you can't fuck with me

I don't even rap but you can't fuck with me

A you fedora wearing african

You know I'm just practicing

Tell them that I'm back again

Tell them that I'm back to sin