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OTW EMPIRE - WAYBACH Lyrics



OTW EMPIRE - WAYBACH Lyrics
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OTW Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Stackin all this bread
To the head it get you toast
Lookin out for Fed
Shit we dread they do the most
Ain around the fiends
Whatchu mean my kinfolk close
Reality turned to dreams
Wit the team we by the coast
Seats go wayyy back
She my lil payback
Hater face facts
Need no f*ckin face tats
Venue gon clap
Know we masterin our craft
Rappin lips chapped
Up all night don't neeeed naps
Thought you was my dawg
Why you snippy watch yo tone
Say you part the family
But you never even home
Had too switch the lane
Circle small we in the zone
Got you out my life
While you got me off your phone
Calm before the storm
Circus ole in the section
Ain followin no norms
This a Tesla not no Lexus
Switchin sides you torn
Shit remind me of my exes
Motion check the form
Big on big just like elections
Give me one more I'm makin a double
Flippin Dior the cookies crumble
Living in the North the Football huddle
Shop at the store they actin' suttle
As I got older I narrowed by group
Open up a folder ain't playing no flute
We been the coldest I put out a fuse
Espisode you can watch on the news
Way back we had a time we aint had a worry
Lay back we getting cash hoe suckin on a slurpee
Maybach in the back of the back we having a party
Give me the racks and I'm driving a foreign
Charging the wax but you never supportin
I push a Benz been super sportin
Told em keep it on go Ro gon keep recordin me
Always been on the go vacation Florida Keys
Keep it a sack I'm changing my math
Achieving it fast training the lax
Nicky gon' smash if she got an as
Never in last that's you imma pass
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OTW Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Stackin all this bread
To the head it get you toast
Lookin out for Fed
Shit we dread they do the most
Ain around the fiends
Whatchu mean my kinfolk close
Reality turned to dreams
Wit the team we by the coast
Seats go wayyy back
She my lil payback
Hater face facts
Need no f*ckin face tats
Venue gon clap
Know we masterin our craft
Rappin lips chapped
Up all night don't neeeed naps
Thought you was my dawg
Why you snippy watch yo tone
Say you part the family
But you never even home
Had too switch the lane
Circle small we in the zone
Got you out my life
While you got me off your phone
Calm before the storm
Circus ole in the section
Ain followin no norms
This a Tesla not no Lexus
Switchin sides you torn
Shit remind me of my exes
Motion check the form
Big on big just like elections
Give me one more I'm makin a double
Flippin Dior the cookies crumble
Living in the North the Football huddle
Shop at the store they actin' suttle
As I got older I narrowed by group
Open up a folder ain't playing no flute
We been the coldest I put out a fuse
Espisode you can watch on the news
Way back we had a time we aint had a worry
Lay back we getting cash hoe suckin on a slurpee
Maybach in the back of the back we having a party
Give me the racks and I'm driving a foreign
Charging the wax but you never supportin
I push a Benz been super sportin
Told em keep it on go Ro gon keep recordin me
Always been on the go vacation Florida Keys
Keep it a sack I'm changing my math
Achieving it fast training the lax
Nicky gon' smash if she got an as
Never in last that's you imma pass
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Writer: Dave Tortora, Sean Russell
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: OTW EMPIRE
Language: English
Length: 1:54
Written by: Dave Tortora, Sean Russell

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