No worries about the paper I ain’t getting raked, though All about this payroll, being me is the label Hopping out a fly ************t, we ain’t carrying what they do Here I’m full of ************es, here I’m both glistens She wanna orally inherit little ******s I’m in a lair in the air with your missus It’s the trice game, you know we about to bang [Hook] Og up in this mother******, hah Obie up in the mother******, hah We got that heat up in this mother****** Get about your lane, just know it’s about to bang Got the flame young boy then fired up Got them thangs young boy, we about up Long as the feds ain’t got you ******s wide up Cooperation with them people got you tied up Literally tied up, rocket in the cup We in the club ******, turning ************t up I spend a few dollars, long as lil mama swallows After that, y’all know what follows, bang My ******s giddy up and against the law D boys, who give a ************t, we got legitimate decoys We in this ************ like a fetal position Don’t like the …coition, When you’re piecing the missing Know that she in submission On her knees in the kitchen Forgive me for sinning lord, her man she be kissing Put the key in ignition, she believing my engine When she speak about leaving, I might just turn up the system, bang! [Hook] Og up in this mother******, hah Obie up in the mother******, hah We got that heat up in this mother****** Get about your lane, just know it’s about to bang We ain’t worried about money, we getting ours up Trice party of 40, we tear them bars up With local broads, after hours involves us Y’all can have em tomorrow dog, we all left The next city, she wanna connect with me Correction, she wanna put stress on her neck simply Hit me on the text, meet right up at your exit That shook girls get naked You stretch thangs when dog putting this thing on it Fiends keep coming back, putting cream on it It taste good, cause taste buds, kling on it The American dream, get money! see us coming, faces turn ugly I don’t let it bug me, you still my little butted Still, ******s turn ill Still reveal, you are here in feel! Bang! [Hook] Og up in this mother******, hah Obie up in the mother******, hah We got that heat up in this mother****** Get about your lane, just know it’s about to bang.
No worries about the paper I ain’t getting raked, though All about this payroll, being me is the label Hopping out a fly ************t, we ain’t carrying what they do Here I’m full of ************es, here I’m both glistens She wanna orally inherit little ******s I’m in a lair in the air with your missus It’s the trice game, you know we about to bang [Hook] Og up in this mother******, hah Obie up in the mother******, hah We got that heat up in this mother****** Get about your lane, just know it’s about to bang Got the flame young boy then fired up Got them thangs young boy, we about up Long as the feds ain’t got you ******s wide up Cooperation with them people got you tied up Literally tied up, rocket in the cup We in the club ******, turning ************t up I spend a few dollars, long as lil mama swallows After that, y’all know what follows, bang My ******s giddy up and against the law D boys, who give a ************t, we got legitimate decoys We in this ************ like a fetal position Don’t like the …coition, When you’re piecing the missing Know that she in submission On her knees in the kitchen Forgive me for sinning lord, her man she be kissing Put the key in ignition, she believing my engine When she speak about leaving, I might just turn up the system, bang! [Hook] Og up in this mother******, hah Obie up in the mother******, hah We got that heat up in this mother****** Get about your lane, just know it’s about to bang We ain’t worried about money, we getting ours up Trice party of 40, we tear them bars up With local broads, after hours involves us Y’all can have em tomorrow dog, we all left The next city, she wanna connect with me Correction, she wanna put stress on her neck simply Hit me on the text, meet right up at your exit That shook girls get naked You stretch thangs when dog putting this thing on it Fiends keep coming back, putting cream on it It taste good, cause taste buds, kling on it The American dream, get money! see us coming, faces turn ugly I don’t let it bug me, you still my little butted Still, ******s turn ill Still reveal, you are here in feel! Bang! [Hook] Og up in this mother******, hah Obie up in the mother******, hah We got that heat up in this mother****** Get about your lane, just know it’s about to bang.
