Songtexte OMG - GeeTay

Champagne on ice
A thousand for these shoes, ion much like
I say, bad bitches my type
Glock, switches, I like
Doughboy shit, I step in with Nikes
Don't play with me girl, I'm fucking tonight

Yo bitch will not leave me alone 'cause I fuck her all night
And I'm fucking her right, yea
I'm cooking shit, Jerry Rice, yea
Bet not play with the gang, we don't fight fair
Got yo bitch on my dick and she sucking me good
Right there
Will forever keep going in, I will not stop
I gotta make sure I get to the top
These niggas be fans, they really not opps
I can not fuck with that boy, he the cops
Play with GeeTay, watch somebody get dropped
Last nigga played and somebody got shot
See I still love my dog, we don't see eye to eye
I'm still riding forever, you shoot and I drive
Say, he like to walk down, he don't do the drive-by
When we done with our mission, we do a high-five
Ride with sticks, air it out, we arrived
Fire my feelings, don't do 9 to 5
Still got the henny, much rather get high
When these bitches see me, they must see dollar signs
If this rap shit an art then i'm good with designs
Go ask yo bitch, I dun painted her spine
Smoking this weed, It's just easing my mind

Spazz on the beat, I do this every time
I just go in the booth, I don't think about rhymes
Counted me out, I did not have a dime
Took a bitch on a date and she wasted my time
I fell in love with the grind
I'm going so hard, think I'm Bron
Yea, I need a hunnid M's
Look, I promise I'm him, I ain't one of them
I'm the type wait my turn, I ain't one to skip
I ain't one for to quit, see the ink on my skin
1300 for the lens
When I get it imma be the same nigga within
Bitch keep on blowing my line, but the pussy was dry
I'm finna see 'bout her friend
Keep fucking off on my bitch
I know it hurt, but I'm bouta do it again
Fuck a build a bear, I went and built me a fan
I dun got way too high, I do not wanna land
I dun fucked her too good, she forgot how to stand
Bitch I'm the man
They lacing the percs, reason I do the zans
The world really mine, got this bitch in my hands

Yo bitch will not leave me alone 'cause I fuck her all night
And I'm fucking her right, yea
I'm cooking shit, Jerry Rice, yea
Bet not play with the gang, we don't fight fair
Got yo bitch on my dick and she sucking me good
Right there
Will forever keep going in, I will not stop
I gotta make sure I get to the top
These niggas be fans, they really not opps
I can not fuck with that boy, he the cops
Play with GeeTay, watch somebody get dropped
Last nigga played and somebody got shot
See I still love my dog, we don't see eye to eye
I'm still riding forever, you shoot and I drive
Say, he like to walk down, he don't do the drive-by
When we done with our mission, we do a high-five
Ride with sticks, air it out, we arrived
Fire my feelings, don't do 9 to 5
Still got the henny, much rather get high
When these bitches see me, they must see dollar signs
If this rap shit an art then i'm good with designs
Go ask yo bitch, I dun painted her spine
Smoking this weed, It's just easing my mind