OMM ft. FNB Ace Lyrics

Uh, aye, aye

Yeah, ok

Ok, ok

Mkay, let's go

I put that shit on my momma, aye (Aye)

Don't rock the Gucci or Prada, aye (Aye)

Or the Dolce Gabbana, aye (Aye)

I just fuck on that bitch yeah, so you know that she wanna stay (Stay)

She can't stay cause she not bae (Bae)

She drive me bananas, Harambe (Bow, bow, bow)

That's that gun play (Play)

I know some niggas with guns, aye (Guns, aye)

All you niggas my sons, aye (Sons, aye)

I'mma keep rapping not done, aye (Done, aye)

Get hit with that fye, like the sun, aye (Sun, aye)

Crossing these niggas like Sunday (Sunday)

Fucking that bitch, make her cream on my banana

Popping her cherry like a sundae (Sundae)

We get it popping, the fun way (Fun way)

These niggas copy my Feng Shui (Feng Shui)

I make her cream with my mouth, yeah

Would've thought I was speaking Tongues, aye (Tongues, aye)

Speaking of mouth, she gimme that (Gimme that)

You niggas some bitches, I pity that (Pity that)

Y'all ride on my wave, yeah just like a piggy back (Yeah, yeah)

No heart, yeah where the fuck are my feelings at? (Yeah)

You niggas some babies, yeah where is the Similac? (Yeah)

I'm raising the roof, where the fuck is the ceiling at? (Yeah)

Just like a orange you know that we peeling back (Bow)

That nigga be capping like he got like fifty hats (Yeah)

That nigga he capping, he all on the 'Gram

Brahh, brahh, brahh, shoot it just like it's Pam (Bow)

Fuck on his bitch, get wet like a dam (Dam)

Skrrt, pull off in a Lamb' (Pull off, skrrt)

I put that shit on my momma, aye (Aye)

Don't rock the Gucci or Prada, aye (Aye)

Or the Dolce Gabbana, aye (Aye)

I just fuck on that bitch yeah, so you know that she wanna stay (Stay)

She can't stay cause she not bae (Bae)

She drive me bananas, Harambe (Bow, bow, bow)

That's that gun play (Play)

I know some niggas with guns, aye (Guns, aye)

All you niggas my sons, aye (Sons, aye)

I'mma keep rapping not done, aye (Done, aye)

Done, aye

Done, aye

I put that shit on my momma (Mom)

I'm a shooter get shot like Osama

If we get into it, don't call for your brother (Brother)

I put that shit on my momma, aye (Aye)

Trynna get to money, got time today (Day)

If you wanna do it then we finna race (Race)

Gimme a bag, put it right in yo' face

That shit hitting home just like I'm on base (Base)

You know what I did, never leaving a trace

Uh, uh

I stay on my own so it can't get to me

You talking 'bout peace, got my demons in reach (Reach)

Come back from war, came back in one piece (Piece)

Can't fuck with no whore, can't fuck with no treesh (Treesh)

I'm the man, bitch I'm making you dance (Dance)

They keep on sucking dick, fuck all your friends

Know that they talking, hit me with the glance (Glance)

Put it on my momma or you gon' be damned

Damn bitch I block you off (Uh)

Ain't no one up on me, bitch I'm taking off

Yeah, I know she wan' top me off (Top)

She be the reason I can't get soft (Soft)

She just like a shark 'cause she gimme jaw (Jaw)

She making it clap, like an applause (Ok, ok)

Yeah

I put that shit on my momma, aye (Aye)

Don't rock the Gucci or Prada, aye (Aye)

Or the Dolce Gabbana, aye (Aye)

I just fuck on that bitch yeah, so you know that she wanna stay (Stay)

She can't stay cause she not bae (Bae)

She drive me bananas, Harambe (Bow, bow, bow)

That's that gun play (Play)

I know some niggas with guns, aye (Guns, aye)

All you niggas my sons, aye (Sons, aye)

I'mma keep rapping not done, aye (Done, aye)

Aye

Done, aye, aye

Done, aye, aye

Done, aye, aye

Done, aye, aye