Oh my God, why the f*ck I got this gold up on my neck?
Got that fist to his face if he disrespect my set
Oh my God, tell them boys we takin' over, f*ck the rest
Okay, I'm that fly just like I handle private jets
I can't talk to these bitches like you because all y'all got me f*cked up
Pulled up on me actin' like a thot, you actin' sus, bruh
Hop up off me bitch, no I cannot f*ck with you thotties
Shoutout Carti, she just wanna f*ck me for my clouty
OMG (yeah, what), OMG (drop that top)
OMG (go OMG), OMG (damn, bitch)
Oh my gosh, Oh my God, Oh my gosh, Oh my God, yeah
Come through with that stick lil bitch, you kno I got that virus
In search of the map with that booty, call me a pirate
Speak on me, we skeet for free in the back, movin' like I'm silent
Stick with me, I'm sick as shit like I run up that super sinus
Mind us, try us, then we finna leave your ass silent
Stylish silence, pull a Fetty Wap, leave your ass eyeless
Diamonds is blindin', aye touch me, bitch I'm Midas
My wrist is shinin', broke so I got the arthritis
OMG (yeah, what), OMG (drop that top)
OMG (go OMG), OMG (damn, bitch)
Oh my gosh, Oh my God, Oh my gosh, Oh my God, yeah
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Oh my God, why the f*ck I got this gold up on my neck?
Got that fist to his face if he disrespect my set
Oh my God, tell them boys we takin' over, f*ck the rest
Okay, I'm that fly just like I handle private jets
I can't talk to these bitches like you because all y'all got me f*cked up
Pulled up on me actin' like a thot, you actin' sus, bruh
Hop up off me bitch, no I cannot f*ck with you thotties
Shoutout Carti, she just wanna f*ck me for my clouty
OMG (yeah, what), OMG (drop that top)
OMG (go OMG), OMG (damn, bitch)
Oh my gosh, Oh my God, Oh my gosh, Oh my God, yeah
Come through with that stick lil bitch, you kno I got that virus
In search of the map with that booty, call me a pirate
Speak on me, we skeet for free in the back, movin' like I'm silent
Stick with me, I'm sick as shit like I run up that super sinus
Mind us, try us, then we finna leave your ass silent
Stylish silence, pull a Fetty Wap, leave your ass eyeless
Diamonds is blindin', aye touch me, bitch I'm Midas
My wrist is shinin', broke so I got the arthritis
OMG (yeah, what), OMG (drop that top)
OMG (go OMG), OMG (damn, bitch)
Oh my gosh, Oh my God, Oh my gosh, Oh my God, yeah
Got that fist to his face if he disrespect my set
Oh my God, tell them boys we takin' over, f*ck the rest
Okay, I'm that fly just like I handle private jets
I can't talk to these bitches like you because all y'all got me f*cked up
Pulled up on me actin' like a thot, you actin' sus, bruh
Hop up off me bitch, no I cannot f*ck with you thotties
Shoutout Carti, she just wanna f*ck me for my clouty
OMG (yeah, what), OMG (drop that top)
OMG (go OMG), OMG (damn, bitch)
Oh my gosh, Oh my God, Oh my gosh, Oh my God, yeah
Come through with that stick lil bitch, you kno I got that virus
In search of the map with that booty, call me a pirate
Speak on me, we skeet for free in the back, movin' like I'm silent
Stick with me, I'm sick as shit like I run up that super sinus
Mind us, try us, then we finna leave your ass silent
Stylish silence, pull a Fetty Wap, leave your ass eyeless
Diamonds is blindin', aye touch me, bitch I'm Midas
My wrist is shinin', broke so I got the arthritis
OMG (yeah, what), OMG (drop that top)
OMG (go OMG), OMG (damn, bitch)
Oh my gosh, Oh my God, Oh my gosh, Oh my God, yeah
Writer: Ryan Dizon
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