Omerta (Remix) ft. Lil Duke Lyrics

This shit just don't sound cool, this the shit your bitch wake up and go to sleep to nigga

Fuck it, let's up it, gotta work with that stick out in public, freak it, rush it

I be talking my shit and she love it, know these niggas be cats

I don't cut it, they ring bells in the hood, know who running

I just can't roll the pint, get him tussin', said this lit, I bet he don't do nothing

I ain't been home in weeks

I been treatin', and this shit in my cup got me geekin'

You the devil, heard that from the deacon, shit, at least

I believe what I'm preaching, hit his block

We ain't leaving no witnesses, you get popped just for peeking

Wild boy and they know what the business is, home murder don't tolerate skin

Ain't no bitch doing time, it's the penguin, look like I just off a banquet

Wild boy been slimed

I'm sanctioned, I don't gotta grow up in a cranky, me slime nine's and

Mills we out on the yams and Benz, we racing

They had the black one and we had the white one

We out here moving like we racist, stepping on shit like we Mars, came with a car, don't

Push the start, just took the low, heart to heart

I'm in the scope, it's in the dark it's in the law, we be there, you outside, nigga where,

And I'm tough, got no fans, they get lit, niggas shoot in the air

Fuck it, let's up it, gotta walk with that stick out

In public, drink it, Russian, I be talking my shit and she love it, know these niggas

Be cats, I don't cut it, they ring bells in the hood, know who running, I just can't roll

The pipe, get them tossing, said it's lit, I bet he don't do nothing, I ain't been home

In weeks, I been treaching, and this shit in my cup got me geeking, you the devil heard

That from the deacon, shit, at least I believe what I'm preaching, hit his block, we ain't

Leaving no witnesses, you get popped just for peeking, wild boy and they know what the

Business is, home murder don't tolerate squeaking

Up it, fuck it, ride it while no one's out

In public, I hit the switch and the whole party ducking

Those niggas stop all that mugging

Came out the trenches, I know how to hustle

They want my package, they budging, now y'all

In my DM, they flooded, I wake up, I'm sipping that muddy, straight out Atlanta, I don't

Got no manners, I'm 200, hunnid, I heard it, I'm in the Phantom, I pour the whole six

Of the day in this shit, got me swerving, we got bananas, a whole hundred ounces, and

We fulling up, make them nervous, I put it on every day, ain't no shitting on niggas

I do it on purpose, smoke a big scotty, they smell when I'm coming, she like when I hit

From the back, she be running, bust it

They walk through the back and we rushing, we making

Them smile and they blushing, we just be screaming out, fuck it, let's up it, gotta

Work with that stick out in public, freaking, rushing, I be talking my shit and she love it,

Know these niggas be cats, I'm cutting, they ring bells in the hood, know who running

I just came, rode the plane, gave them tossing, said it's lit, I bet he don't do nothing

I ain't been home in weeks, I been treaching

And this shit in my cup got me geeking, you

The devil heard that from the deacon, shit, at least I believe what I'm preaching, hit

His block, we ain't leaving no witnesses, you get popped just for peeking, wild boy

And they know what the business is, I'm back from murder, don't tolerate scare