Yay.Nx - O.M.S Lyrics

Pull up to the function with that loud pack
Enough Percocet to blow the muthaf*ckin crowd back
Bitch you'll get high off this contact
Yo nigga want beef, I can show his ass some combat
Only real niggas in my section nigga
Hold up, It's 12:30, time to pour up
Bitch it's yo birthday, red bottoms when you show up
You still ain't gotta job, bitch you know you need to grow up
Drank in my cup, baby girl I'm so twisted
My baby momma hate it when a nigga get to sipping
Gang in this bitch, know some niggas that be crippin
Came to spend money while ya'll broke niggas bitchin
Ball like Blake Griffin off the f*ckin alley-oop
Girl off Molly, she can barely even move
40 in my lap, bitch I'm chillin while I cruise
Got my body out the window like a muthaf*ckin fool

Nigga catch me outside, I put it on my muthaf*ckin shooter
That a nigga won't step close to us
Gang in this bitch, you'll get hit with this muthaf*ckin Ruger
And I put that on my muthaf*ckin shooter, that's on my muthaf*ckin shooter,
Hell yeah that's my muthaf*ckin shooter,
Hell yeah, that's my muthaf*ckin shooter, that's my muthaf*ckin shooter
Bet the cash won't a nigga step to us
And I put it on my muthaf*ckin shooter, that's my muthaf*ckin shooter

Aye pimp, you ain't fresh like I
You don't chill around these hoes, you just kick it with guys
See you short up on that rent and I ain't letting you slide
I'll send a nigga to the ground just for thinking he fly
It's do or die up in this muthaf*cka, bring the ruckus
If a nigga out here hating on a nigga, then it's f*ck em
Just bought a baby choppa for my little baby cousin
If a nigga step to him, told his little ass to bust him
Now my lil niggas gotta party up the road
White shirt with some Timbs for your dress code
She gone turn off the lights, she gone close them doors
Talking bout bitch for what, we don't love them hoes
Now, may I
Kick a lil something for yo bitch and
F*ck her to this XO Weekend
That's how shit go, in the 313, with these 304's

Nigga catch me outside, I put it on my muthaf*ckin shooter
That a nigga won't step close to us
Gang in this bitch, you'll get hit with this muthaf*ckin Ruger
And I put that on my muthaf*ckin shooter, that's on my muthaf*ckin shooter,
Hell yeah that's my muthaf*ckin shooter,
Hell yeah, that's my muthaf*ckin shooter, that's my muthaf*ckin shooter
Bet the cash won't a nigga step to us
And I put it on my muthaf*ckin shooter, that's my muthaf*ckin shooter