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Oh Well Video (MV)




Performed By: LylxTenn
Language: English
Length: 3:07
Written by: Alex Bardwell




LylxTenn - Oh Well Lyrics




Meet me right next to the shell
I'm sending the packs through the mail
Meet me at pump number 12
We running through green like Odell

Oh well
Oh well

Meet me right next to the shell
I'm sending the packs through the mail
Meet me at pump number 12
We running through green like Odell

Oh well
Oh well
Oh well
Oh well

You gotta stay safe and be quick to react
Better tuck a new chain better watch where you at
Got a Burberry trench yo bitch thinks that I'm shaft
Because I'll be the one in the back of the pack
You be the one who's a snake you a rat
Its the pretty boy thug only one in the trap
Hotel Rwanda my whip is all black
We sippin the Purp and you sip in the flash
Cartier's on bitch I think I'm Dame Dash
You run up on me and I'm bound to attack
These niggas is mad they ain't counting no cash
Your bitch hit my phone cuz she want a late snack

Oh well

I just poured a deuce in a Keenan and Kel

I stepped out the house and my kicks are Margiel

Oh well
Oh well
Oh well
We run into Green like Odell We running through green like Odell

Oh well
Oh well
Oh well
Oh well

Meet me right next to the shell
I'm the sending packs right Through the mail
Meet me at pump number 12 We running through green like Odell
Oh well
Oh well
Oh well
Oh well

Meet me right next to the shell
I'm the sending packs right through the mail
Meet me at pump number 12 We running through green like Odell
Oh well
Oh well
Oh well
Oh well

Whole lot a water like Evian
F*ck up my contract leveon bell
Hop out of Neimans dress well
I seen a lot I never tell
I see your boat but it never sails
Counting up cash while
You tried to run it up but it was a fail

You dont understand
Never had a chance
Had to put grams on da scale

Now I got her singing
I got her singing
Just like Adele

My pockets is swole life is swell
At the strip club I make it hail
If you owe me bread who do you bank with nigga
Send it on zelle
Pretty boy thug I'm sadity as hell
Throw a whole pack of backwoods away if their stale
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Meet me right next to the shell
I'm sending the packs through the mail
Meet me at pump number 12
We running through green like Odell

Oh well
Oh well

Meet me right next to the shell
I'm sending the packs through the mail
Meet me at pump number 12
We running through green like Odell

Oh well
Oh well
Oh well
Oh well

You gotta stay safe and be quick to react
Better tuck a new chain better watch where you at
Got a Burberry trench yo bitch thinks that I'm shaft
Because I'll be the one in the back of the pack
You be the one who's a snake you a rat
Its the pretty boy thug only one in the trap
Hotel Rwanda my whip is all black
We sippin the Purp and you sip in the flash
Cartier's on bitch I think I'm Dame Dash
You run up on me and I'm bound to attack
These niggas is mad they ain't counting no cash
Your bitch hit my phone cuz she want a late snack

Oh well

I just poured a deuce in a Keenan and Kel

I stepped out the house and my kicks are Margiel

Oh well
Oh well
Oh well
We run into Green like Odell We running through green like Odell

Oh well
Oh well
Oh well
Oh well

Meet me right next to the shell
I'm the sending packs right Through the mail
Meet me at pump number 12 We running through green like Odell
Oh well
Oh well
Oh well
Oh well

Meet me right next to the shell
I'm the sending packs right through the mail
Meet me at pump number 12 We running through green like Odell
Oh well
Oh well
Oh well
Oh well

Whole lot a water like Evian
F*ck up my contract leveon bell
Hop out of Neimans dress well
I seen a lot I never tell
I see your boat but it never sails
Counting up cash while
You tried to run it up but it was a fail

You dont understand
Never had a chance
Had to put grams on da scale

Now I got her singing
I got her singing
Just like Adele

My pockets is swole life is swell
At the strip club I make it hail
If you owe me bread who do you bank with nigga
Send it on zelle
Pretty boy thug I'm sadity as hell
Throw a whole pack of backwoods away if their stale
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Writer: Alex Bardwell
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