BRS Kash - Oh No [Madden22] Lyrics

Whatever happened to
The boy that I once knew?
The boy who said he'd be true
(Pooh, you a fool for this one)
(Murder on the beat so it's not nice)

Oh no, oh man, I just made a mess (yeah)
When I run it, ain't no stoppin', I don't never rest (ooh-wee)
Down set hut, kick a punt, then I make 'em catch
Five thousand ones in an hour, I'ma make it stretch
I just made a mess (yeah), I just made a mess (yeah)
I got cash by the bundle so I'm never pressed (ooh-wee)
I just made a mess (yeah), I just made a mess (yeah)
Fifty-yard, T-D with the winnin' catch (touchdown)
Oh no, oh no, oh no, no-no, oh-oh (I just made a mess)
Oh no, oh no, oh no, no-no, no-no (I just made a mess)

I just made a mess (I did)
I just made a mess (ooh-wee)
When they throw the pass, all I know is catch (yeah)
I just want the bag (I do), like a Nike check (ooh-wee)
All I know is flex, ooh (ooh-wee, yeah, yeah)
Bust the defense, open runnin' through somethin'
I don't know no plays on the field, I just freeform
Caught it with the left but I'm better with my right arm (Yeah, yeah)
When they call Blitz, hit stick don't mean no harm, uh-uh

Oh no, oh man, I just made a mess (yeah)
When I run it, ain't no stoppin', I don't never rest (ooh-wee)
Down set hut, kick a punt, then I make 'em catch
Five thousand ones in an hour, I'ma make it stretch
I just made a mess (yeah), I just made a mess (yeah)
I got cash by the bundle so I'm never pressed (ooh-wee)
I just made a mess (yeah), I just made a mess (yeah)
Fifty-yard, T-D with the winnin' catch (touchdown)
Oh no, oh no, oh no, no-no, oh-oh (I just made a mess)
Oh no, oh no, oh no, no-no, no-no (I just made a mess)

On the sideline watchin' so I make 'em clap it up (clap, clap)
Clap it up (clap, clap), now clap it up (now bring it, bring it)
Down and dirty on the field, make a mess and then I make 'em clean it up (clean, clean)
Clean it up (clean, clean), now clean it up
On the field, it's not a drill, fifty million-dollar deals
Yeah, we get this cash for real, I make it thunderstorm for real
Real baller, first string, gotta do it for the team (ooh-wee)
Ball so hard, I caught fatigue
Runnin' yards, it's out your league

Oh no, oh man, I just made a mess (yeah)
When I run it, ain't no stoppin', I don't never rest (ooh-wee)
Down set hut, kick a punt, then I make 'em catch
Five thousand ones in an hour, I'ma make it stretch
I just made a mess (yeah), I just made a mess (yeah)
I got cash by the bundle so I'm never pressed (ooh-wee)
I just made a mess (yeah), I just made a mess (yeah)
Fifty-yard, T-D with the winnin' catch (touchdown)
Oh no, oh no, oh no, no-no, oh-oh (I just made a mess)
Oh no, oh no, oh no, no-no, no-no (I just made a mess)

Oh no, oh no, oh no, no-no, no-no (I just made a mess)
Oh no, oh no, oh no, no-no, no-no (I just made a mess)