U don't want no smoke
U don't want no roses
My niggas run up in door hocus pocus
We some wild monsters Man U can't control us
Yeah we OTS like we run the circus
Yeah we never catch us lacking
All this profit that we stacking
Got a pistol in my jacket
Disappear I'm doing magic
F*cking bitches it's a habit
See a Rollie gotta have it
Designer I'm popping these tags
Save my money For a brand new whip
Haters are mad cuz I get to the chips
F*ck swag man I rather get cash
Don't milly rock Get money off rap
I know that u tell U switch up like rats
My pockets so fat buy a shorty a snack
Bought a new crib it came with a chick
I bought some Gucci I'm rocking the tims
I get paid every week
Produce a song no sleep
Yeah Im hoping that I'm driving
I'm whipping I'm chasing
Boss up yeah I'm flossing
Hop out like a Martian
Keep the pistol got it tuck
My motto I don't have no trust
Just like a barber I cut
NateThaGreat - OTS (feat. Dn_mon$ter) Lyrics
NateThaGreat - OTS (feat. Dn_mon$ter) Lyrics
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U don't want no smoke
U don't want no roses
My niggas run up in door hocus pocus
We some wild monsters Man U can't control us
Yeah we OTS like we run the circus
Yeah we never catch us lacking
All this profit that we stacking
Got a pistol in my jacket
Disappear I'm doing magic
F*cking bitches it's a habit
See a Rollie gotta have it
Designer I'm popping these tags
Save my money For a brand new whip
Haters are mad cuz I get to the chips
F*ck swag man I rather get cash
Don't milly rock Get money off rap
I know that u tell U switch up like rats
My pockets so fat buy a shorty a snack
Bought a new crib it came with a chick
I bought some Gucci I'm rocking the tims
I get paid every week
Produce a song no sleep
Yeah Im hoping that I'm driving
I'm whipping I'm chasing
Boss up yeah I'm flossing
Hop out like a Martian
Keep the pistol got it tuck
My motto I don't have no trust
Just like a barber I cut
U don't want no roses
My niggas run up in door hocus pocus
We some wild monsters Man U can't control us
Yeah we OTS like we run the circus
Yeah we never catch us lacking
All this profit that we stacking
Got a pistol in my jacket
Disappear I'm doing magic
F*cking bitches it's a habit
See a Rollie gotta have it
Designer I'm popping these tags
Save my money For a brand new whip
Haters are mad cuz I get to the chips
F*ck swag man I rather get cash
Don't milly rock Get money off rap
I know that u tell U switch up like rats
My pockets so fat buy a shorty a snack
Bought a new crib it came with a chick
I bought some Gucci I'm rocking the tims
I get paid every week
Produce a song no sleep
Yeah Im hoping that I'm driving
I'm whipping I'm chasing
Boss up yeah I'm flossing
Hop out like a Martian
Keep the pistol got it tuck
My motto I don't have no trust
Just like a barber I cut
Writer: Nathaniel Clarke, Randy Benson
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: NateThaGreat
Language: English
Length: 2:07
Written by: Nathaniel Clarke, Randy Benson