Tfemi - OTL (feat. Chappoxx & RelicRhymes) Lyrics

Man these hoes trynna be my main
But i can't let it
She top off the gang but got feelings for me
Damn that bitch buggin
I can't give no time to hoes
I got me a shawty on low
Yeah
I got a shawty on the low
I got a shawty on the low
I got a shawty on the low
I got a shawty on the low
I got a shawty on the low
I got a shawty on the low
I got a shawty on the low
I got a shawty on the low
I got a shawty on the low

I keep shawty on the low
She gonna shake it drop it low
Imma break her back bone
Complications With a hoe
She wanna be serious
I kill that pussy then bury it
New whip got horses no chariot
I bought that ring but won't marry her
I bought a ring and won't marry her
I bought a ring for myself
Shining from head to my toes
All of her ex's be mad while they look at me
Bitch i stack Cuban on Cuban 3 tone
I like the rose gold
And i got bands
So much they sticks out my pants
Bitch i got hands
I am not scared of your mans
Pull up
On em huh
Bitch I'm a dog need a vet
Feel like I'm x
I love it When they run
Ready get set
Imma go run for a check
Imma make haters upset
So upset that they wanna kill me
I got racks
All of your bitches they feeling my swag
Marathon run and I'm never the last
Never the last
These hoes trynna cap
I get in my bag

Man these hoes trynna be my main
But i can't let it
She top off the gang but got feelings for me
Yeah that bitch buggin
I can't give no time to hoes
I got me a shawty on low
Yeah
I got a shawty on the low
I got a shawty on the low
I got a shawty on the low
I got a shawty on the low
I got a shawty on the low
I got a shawty on the low
I got a shawty on the low
I got a shawty on the low
I got a shawty on the low

The haters is watching, they always be plotting
And I'm not a fan of it
You know I be poppin I never be stoppin
They ain't seen the half of it
You know I be on it, got coins like I'm sonic
I'm chasing the dividends
They say I'm demonic, I'm smokin the chronic
These rappers is mannequins
Bitch bitch
Motherf*ckers wanna talk
I ain't gonna let em talk
Whatcha think this is the stu?
Nah bitch this the street
I got the heat
Put your mama in the sheets
She gonna pull up wit me
That is a fact
I got the Mac and you look at me funny
This lil Bitch face is gonna go splat
Im in the back and I'm counting this money
When you walkin in say hello to my slatts uh
My dinner gourmet if the steak isn't good
Then you know I be sending it back
Man f*ck whatchu say, you a fake, you a lame
And I'm f*cking your bitch from the back
Man f*ck whatchu say, you a fake, you a lame
And I'm f*cking your bitch from the back
Damn

I got a shawty on the low
I got a shawty on the low
I got a shawty on the low
I got a shawty on the low
I got a shawty on the low
I got a shawty on the low
I got a shawty on the low
I got a shawty on the low
I got a shawty on the low