Aye, Omt
Omt with Mafia we be the wave
I don't even want no f*ckin' f*ckin' autotune nah I'm cool I don't want none of that shit
I'm just tryna talk my shit
Aye, Ok
Put ya hands in the air this a stick up
Make a move if you choose and get hit up
Shit I got this lil' bag I'm tryna fill up
F*ck the opposite side bitch it's still up
In a jam you the type nigga squeal up
Brodie carry a stick and he will up
Just tryna hit the lil bitch I won't kneel up
You ain't really on shit bitch you feline
No he can't keep his bitch I can see why
They let Tae out the jam he a free guy
Got a stick with some kick this bitch knee high
Pause the trap and start loading the coin up
Mention Mafia Time nigga point up
Had to cut off my dreads they was too much
They wouldn't tuck in the mask when I suit up
Yea, Yea
Boy let me find out
Talkin' that shit he won't slide out
Bad lil bitch put her in timeout
Down for the cause we'll ride out
Come to yo' hideout I got my nine out
I f*ck that lil' bitch with the light out
Made that lil' bitch spend the night out
I'm Omt where my timeout
F*ck is you talking bout'
Aye, was down in a ditch had to climb out
Niggas say I ain't on shit had to find out
I f*ck up the site then I sign out
I f*ck that lil bitch knock her pride out
My bro got a glocky no fight out
Omg I'm so high like a kite out
Swear these niggas starting not to like me
Still f*ck up checks in my Nike's
Might take that lil' bitch for some ice cream
Then I take her home and I pipe thee
I went got a check lil' bitch tryna give me neck I remember back then they ain't write me
No I ain't with all the typing
Tryna f*ck the gang then she hiking
Yea I'm getting green Cee-Lo
Play on Bitcoin getting free dough
Havin' two bitches tryna have a trio
Steppin' fresh all white like a kilo
Yea, they sayin' we the shit nigga we know
Had a deuce five nigga D-Rose
Bro a put a bullet through ya' peephole
Yea, I was in the trap taggin up
I ain't tripped on the price tell em bag it up
Lotta' shit I never had I don't brag enough
Tryna get bigger bag I ain't had enough
Lil' bitch get back, back it up
Pull up in a challenger f*ck a challenger
Ten toes standing up I ain't ran or nun'
Perc' give me stamina imma' handle her
Skrrrttt, Aye Ok
Ughhh
Hell nah nigga I gotta think about what imma' say
I got bars
I got bars that's all I got for you is bars
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Aye, Omt
Omt with Mafia we be the wave
I don't even want no f*ckin' f*ckin' autotune nah I'm cool I don't want none of that shit
I'm just tryna talk my shit
Aye, Ok
Put ya hands in the air this a stick up
Make a move if you choose and get hit up
Shit I got this lil' bag I'm tryna fill up
F*ck the opposite side bitch it's still up
In a jam you the type nigga squeal up
Brodie carry a stick and he will up
Just tryna hit the lil bitch I won't kneel up
You ain't really on shit bitch you feline
No he can't keep his bitch I can see why
They let Tae out the jam he a free guy
Got a stick with some kick this bitch knee high
Pause the trap and start loading the coin up
Mention Mafia Time nigga point up
Had to cut off my dreads they was too much
They wouldn't tuck in the mask when I suit up
Yea, Yea
Boy let me find out
Talkin' that shit he won't slide out
Bad lil bitch put her in timeout
Down for the cause we'll ride out
Come to yo' hideout I got my nine out
I f*ck that lil' bitch with the light out
Made that lil' bitch spend the night out
I'm Omt where my timeout
F*ck is you talking bout'
Aye, was down in a ditch had to climb out
Niggas say I ain't on shit had to find out
I f*ck up the site then I sign out
I f*ck that lil bitch knock her pride out
My bro got a glocky no fight out
Omg I'm so high like a kite out
Swear these niggas starting not to like me
Still f*ck up checks in my Nike's
Might take that lil' bitch for some ice cream
Then I take her home and I pipe thee
I went got a check lil' bitch tryna give me neck I remember back then they ain't write me
No I ain't with all the typing
Tryna f*ck the gang then she hiking
Yea I'm getting green Cee-Lo
Play on Bitcoin getting free dough
Havin' two bitches tryna have a trio
Steppin' fresh all white like a kilo
Yea, they sayin' we the shit nigga we know
Had a deuce five nigga D-Rose
Bro a put a bullet through ya' peephole
Yea, I was in the trap taggin up
I ain't tripped on the price tell em bag it up
Lotta' shit I never had I don't brag enough
Tryna get bigger bag I ain't had enough
Lil' bitch get back, back it up
Pull up in a challenger f*ck a challenger
Ten toes standing up I ain't ran or nun'
Perc' give me stamina imma' handle her
Skrrrttt, Aye Ok
Ughhh
Hell nah nigga I gotta think about what imma' say
I got bars
I got bars that's all I got for you is bars
Omt with Mafia we be the wave
I don't even want no f*ckin' f*ckin' autotune nah I'm cool I don't want none of that shit
I'm just tryna talk my shit
Aye, Ok
Put ya hands in the air this a stick up
Make a move if you choose and get hit up
Shit I got this lil' bag I'm tryna fill up
F*ck the opposite side bitch it's still up
In a jam you the type nigga squeal up
Brodie carry a stick and he will up
Just tryna hit the lil bitch I won't kneel up
You ain't really on shit bitch you feline
No he can't keep his bitch I can see why
They let Tae out the jam he a free guy
Got a stick with some kick this bitch knee high
Pause the trap and start loading the coin up
Mention Mafia Time nigga point up
Had to cut off my dreads they was too much
They wouldn't tuck in the mask when I suit up
Yea, Yea
Boy let me find out
Talkin' that shit he won't slide out
Bad lil bitch put her in timeout
Down for the cause we'll ride out
Come to yo' hideout I got my nine out
I f*ck that lil' bitch with the light out
Made that lil' bitch spend the night out
I'm Omt where my timeout
F*ck is you talking bout'
Aye, was down in a ditch had to climb out
Niggas say I ain't on shit had to find out
I f*ck up the site then I sign out
I f*ck that lil bitch knock her pride out
My bro got a glocky no fight out
Omg I'm so high like a kite out
Swear these niggas starting not to like me
Still f*ck up checks in my Nike's
Might take that lil' bitch for some ice cream
Then I take her home and I pipe thee
I went got a check lil' bitch tryna give me neck I remember back then they ain't write me
No I ain't with all the typing
Tryna f*ck the gang then she hiking
Yea I'm getting green Cee-Lo
Play on Bitcoin getting free dough
Havin' two bitches tryna have a trio
Steppin' fresh all white like a kilo
Yea, they sayin' we the shit nigga we know
Had a deuce five nigga D-Rose
Bro a put a bullet through ya' peephole
Yea, I was in the trap taggin up
I ain't tripped on the price tell em bag it up
Lotta' shit I never had I don't brag enough
Tryna get bigger bag I ain't had enough
Lil' bitch get back, back it up
Pull up in a challenger f*ck a challenger
Ten toes standing up I ain't ran or nun'
Perc' give me stamina imma' handle her
Skrrrttt, Aye Ok
Ughhh
Hell nah nigga I gotta think about what imma' say
I got bars
I got bars that's all I got for you is bars
Writer: Fari Kem
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