Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god
Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god
Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god
Oh my god
Kiss the ring bitch
X2
They try to act sopranos big time Tony
Lil bitches switch sides and 69 on me
No telling what I'll do when releasing from jail
Connecting all the dots like they reading it braille
Oh my god, those abortions were accidents
Wanted a Porsche and a mansion
With some whores on some mattresses
Back to back its crackin like porcelain mannequins
Not important before, now im scoring by accident
I swear to death I air the deck when I pop off Nair your chest bare to your breast in your crop top
Prepare your neck or your larynx will get chopped off
I care the less my darelecs got the sawed off
I'm Kevin heart on stage dropping fire
On em
You're suge Knight in the street people fire
On em
I'm the pope Holy Ghost, throw some water
On em
We don't trust em, probably got A wire
On em
Now they all wanna hate, tell em hate on
Ain't that about a bitch like a Drake song
We are street smart and got it from crooks
Y'all couldn't kick knowledge playing soccer with books
I'm higher then the notes that you strumming on your violin
A tyrant that you are admiring with the lighter skin
And i'm hiring benefits with the medical
Healing your broken bones the token's blown my pedestal.
Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god
Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god
Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god
Oh my god
Kiss the ring bitch
X2
They don't think that i'm grabbin the snub quick
I look like I work at Banana Republic
Looking preppy but got the hammer still
Saying something slick I might flip and get your grandma killed
And I'm back at it the rap attic that will murder you
Yea not you in the back no one's heard of you
Not on my level not a blip on my radar
Shit could get hot quick like pistons on a race car
This ain't no free ride, pay for the peep show
Got the whole team yellin' mom where's the meatloaf?
You can't see my people,
Not because you blind,
Because we behind all the weed smoke
Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god
Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god
Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god
Oh my god
Kiss the ring bitch
X2
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Four Finger Ring - OMG Lyrics
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Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god
Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god
Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god
Oh my god
Kiss the ring bitch
X2
They try to act sopranos big time Tony
Lil bitches switch sides and 69 on me
No telling what I'll do when releasing from jail
Connecting all the dots like they reading it braille
Oh my god, those abortions were accidents
Wanted a Porsche and a mansion
With some whores on some mattresses
Back to back its crackin like porcelain mannequins
Not important before, now im scoring by accident
I swear to death I air the deck when I pop off Nair your chest bare to your breast in your crop top
Prepare your neck or your larynx will get chopped off
I care the less my darelecs got the sawed off
I'm Kevin heart on stage dropping fire
On em
You're suge Knight in the street people fire
On em
I'm the pope Holy Ghost, throw some water
On em
We don't trust em, probably got A wire
On em
Now they all wanna hate, tell em hate on
Ain't that about a bitch like a Drake song
We are street smart and got it from crooks
Y'all couldn't kick knowledge playing soccer with books
I'm higher then the notes that you strumming on your violin
A tyrant that you are admiring with the lighter skin
And i'm hiring benefits with the medical
Healing your broken bones the token's blown my pedestal.
Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god
Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god
Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god
Oh my god
Kiss the ring bitch
X2
They don't think that i'm grabbin the snub quick
I look like I work at Banana Republic
Looking preppy but got the hammer still
Saying something slick I might flip and get your grandma killed
And I'm back at it the rap attic that will murder you
Yea not you in the back no one's heard of you
Not on my level not a blip on my radar
Shit could get hot quick like pistons on a race car
This ain't no free ride, pay for the peep show
Got the whole team yellin' mom where's the meatloaf?
You can't see my people,
Not because you blind,
Because we behind all the weed smoke
Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god
Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god
Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god
Oh my god
Kiss the ring bitch
X2
Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god
Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god
Oh my god
Kiss the ring bitch
X2
They try to act sopranos big time Tony
Lil bitches switch sides and 69 on me
No telling what I'll do when releasing from jail
Connecting all the dots like they reading it braille
Oh my god, those abortions were accidents
Wanted a Porsche and a mansion
With some whores on some mattresses
Back to back its crackin like porcelain mannequins
Not important before, now im scoring by accident
I swear to death I air the deck when I pop off Nair your chest bare to your breast in your crop top
Prepare your neck or your larynx will get chopped off
I care the less my darelecs got the sawed off
I'm Kevin heart on stage dropping fire
On em
You're suge Knight in the street people fire
On em
I'm the pope Holy Ghost, throw some water
On em
We don't trust em, probably got A wire
On em
Now they all wanna hate, tell em hate on
Ain't that about a bitch like a Drake song
We are street smart and got it from crooks
Y'all couldn't kick knowledge playing soccer with books
I'm higher then the notes that you strumming on your violin
A tyrant that you are admiring with the lighter skin
And i'm hiring benefits with the medical
Healing your broken bones the token's blown my pedestal.
Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god
Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god
Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god
Oh my god
Kiss the ring bitch
X2
They don't think that i'm grabbin the snub quick
I look like I work at Banana Republic
Looking preppy but got the hammer still
Saying something slick I might flip and get your grandma killed
And I'm back at it the rap attic that will murder you
Yea not you in the back no one's heard of you
Not on my level not a blip on my radar
Shit could get hot quick like pistons on a race car
This ain't no free ride, pay for the peep show
Got the whole team yellin' mom where's the meatloaf?
You can't see my people,
Not because you blind,
Because we behind all the weed smoke
Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god
Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god
Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god
Oh my god
Kiss the ring bitch
X2
Writer: BRANDON LAKE, CHANDLER MOORE, CODY CARNES, STEFFANY GRETZINGER, TASHA COBBS LEONARD
Copyright: Lyrics © Capitol CMG Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Capitol CMG Publishing
Performed By: Four Finger Ring
Length: 2:39
Written by: BRANDON LAKE, CHANDLER MOORE, CODY CARNES, STEFFANY GRETZINGER, TASHA COBBS LEONARD