Lyrics 2016 (Bonus) - Omoney feat. Lotto

Aye Switching lanes bucking traffic almost forgot where I was
Brand new valbasas I just wear em cause I don't go to club
Yakno that I keep it 100 i told her I'm a rapper ain't no Bubby Love
Venue tried to book us better be packed cause it's plenty us
I'm the Type to walk through straight through the party I got my 50s tucked
We tote the heavy artillery we body build but we ain't using gloves
I had to take her right back to the block cause she wouldn't hood enough
Lately I been looking up
My classmate said I wouldn't good enough

She can't even look me in my eyes cause ain't been doing right
Counting dirty money I got residue up on my sprite
Had to kick her out this ain't a hotel you can't spend a night
Mike Amiri jeans plus my forces they be egg white
Pop out spin out everynight
I'm driving so fast I see headlights
Tried to hate on the gang almost lost his life
Just make sure that his head right
I don't even like doing a song with most of these rappers
I treat em like a whole dyke
Wassname keep a tight
Just make sure you wipe his nose right

Aye Switching lanes bucking traffic almost forgot where I was
Brand new valbasas I just wear em cause I don't go to club
Yakno that I keep it 100 i told her I'm a rapper ain't no Bubby Love
Venue tried to book us better be packed cause it's plenty us
I'm the Type to walk through straight through the party I got my 50s tucked
We tote the heavy artillery we body build but we ain't using gloves
I had to take her right back to the block cause she wouldn't hood enough
Lately I been looking up
My classmate said I wouldn't good enough

Bows and paints no shake n bake this aint no nba
Bitch I got vet lungs its moonrock in my wake n bake
Like its my born day the first thing on my fucking mind is cake
I blocked her line no i cant tolerate a bitch responding late
He think he know me from the old me i'll put that burner on his top now
She sticking her head inside me pants she Tryna suck all a young nigga guap out
Can't get into that get the top and I bop out
Cuz she got good brain but the lil bitch a drop out
How he do the boy dirty but he brought the mop out?
Tryna put up a image until he got cropped out (Yeayeayep)
You aint gang ion trust you as far as my dreads hang
Spilling drink on my tee tryna cover up fanta stains
Bet not buck me in traffic shots coming through yo lane
Was plotting on a mill when I was schooling making paper planes
Brighten strippers day when Ticket coming through he make it rain
Now she want my dangalang I told the Bitch Ion know ya name
Won't give a fuck or wont give ya fame and I put that on my moma name
Keep that drum thing for that drama mane, The know to Duck Split when I Bang Bang (Its Lotto)

Aye Switching lanes bucking traffic almost forgot where I was
Brand new valbasas I just wear em cause I don't go to club
Yakno that I keep it 100 i told her I'm a rapper ain't no Bubby Love
Venue tried to book us better be packed cause it's plenty us
I'm the Type to walk through straight through the party I got my 50s tucked
We tote the heavy artillery we body build but we ain't using gloves
I had to take her right back to the block cause she wouldn't hood enough
Lately I been looking up
My classmate said I wouldn't good enough