witted - Omega Beta Zeta Lyrics

("Make a fist,")
("Okay, TrulyWitted")

Nigga I come in the night
Yeah, I come in the night
This shit real life, don't wan' lose it, bitch don't try
Got Pop Pop whippin' the eye
And on my life, no I don't never wan' cyph
Cause these niggas be actin' like dykes, nawl
I'm in they head like some lice, bitch got hella faces like some dice, yeah

And bitch I don't hang with no mice, bitch wan' ride like a bike, mm
Check up, niggas not talkin' ball but niggas is still ballin' on you
His name don't hold no weight, he could walk in the spot up the K, and nobody would move
Lab Rats, I'm with my crew
Baby girl my name is Tru, how could I lie to you?
Man this shit ain't nun new, draco hit you and you
These niggas on thin ice, I ain't come to play nice, I got years in this shit lil' dude (Doot doot)
I like expensive cars and, I like expensive bad bitches too
I'm with the Ghosts, them niggas who doin' the most, yo' niggas don't rob and don't shoot
Stop lyin' in the booth, bitch

We found out 'bout you, in paperwork, ahh
Guys took 12 on a chase, damn near out of state, and never got caught
Can't let this shit go to waste
Tryn' stack, don't got time for dates
She not even hot
Windows is black, and my president totin' straps, so what make you think that I'm not?

A-am I okay? Prolly not

"Baby, I could f*ck yo' mind up," what I told her, she said, "We ain't got nothing but time"
"Baby, I could f*ck yo' mom," that's what I told her she said, "What 'bout us at the same time?"
My slutty, she down to ride, she got my name on her thigh
With the Ghost til' she die
Outfit your stepfather rent, countin' blues like Sonic the Hedge (Yaah, yah)
Knuckles dot on his head (Yaah, yah)

Keep the Micro Draco under the bed
N-n-no making peace, bitch, ya' heard what I said
Look at his shirt, like some cherries, it's red
Oh? Look at my cup, like some cherries, it's red

Keep the Micro Draco under the bed (Under the bed)
N-n-no making peace, bitch, ya' heard what I said (Ya' heard what I said)
Look at his shirt, like some cherries, it's red (Cherries, it's red)
Oh? Look at my cup, like some cherries, it's red (Brrt, cherries, it's red)

Nigga I come in the night
Yeah, I come in the night
This shit real life, don't wan' lose it, bitch don't try
Got Pop Pop whippin' the eye (Brrt, doot doot doot)
And on my life, no I don't never wan' cyph
Cause these niggas be actin' like dykes, nawl
I'm in they head like some lice, bitch got hella faces like some dice, yeah

And bitch I don't hang with no mice, bitch wan' ride like a bike, mm (Doot doot)
Check up, niggas not talkin' ball but niggas is still ballin' on you (Doot doot)
His name don't hold no weight, he could walk in the spot up the K, and nobody would move
Lab Rats, I'm with my crew
Baby girl my name is Tru, how could I lie to you?
Man this shit ain't nun new, draco hit you and you
These niggas on thin ice, I ain't come to play nice, I got years in this shit lil' dude (Doot doot)
I like expensive cars and, I like expensive bad bitches too
I'm with the Ghosts, them niggas who doin' the most, yo' niggas don't rob and don't shoot
Stop lyin' in the booth, bitch