OTW Songtext
von Destroy Lonely
OTW Songtext
I got too many M′s coming my way
Huh
Yeah, that ho and her friends, they coming my way
Yeah, but back to the bag, I need a million today
Huh, yeah, but back to the cash, I need a billion today
Uh, hold up
Huh, yeah, I got too many hoes coming my way
Huh, yeah, I'm smoking on too much dope
I blow that shit straight in your face
Uh, yeah, I′ve been too damn sober, having nightmares of the drink
Uh, yeah, and 12 can't pull us over, we got gas in the tank
Uh, shorty trying to get in my mind
Yeah, she asked me what I think
Yeah, she know that black my favorite color but her little pussy pink
Yeah, I just been counting up all this
Paper, give a fuck about what they say
Yeah, I told all my hoes I love them
And I'm trying to paint they face
Uh, baby, I′m a rockstar rolling off X
Wockhardt, not touching X
Goyard the private jets
All my fans fucking die-hard, they ain′t going for shit
I'm trying to fuck a pop star then make her my ex
Whoa
Uh, she not mine, we just fuck and text
Early morning, bitch, I′m on my grind, I just gotta stretch
Roll a blunt up then put that shit on, baby, I'm fly as shit
I′ve been balling way too fucking hard, I done caught a tech
We in Miami at the Chrome Heart store
And shorty, I'm spending a check
I ain′t really fucking with these little
Whores and they all know that I'm the catch
I was 14, busting a jam for Diors and popping them Percocets
I'm all about this fashion, yeah, and this
Motherfucking cash, I′m having money sex
Uh, uh, double O shit, baby, this right here money set
Uh, uh, niggas ain′t having no motion, yeah, and they real upset
I'll spend a nigga whole check on zip
Yeah, just to relieve some stress
She trying to go to work today, okay, I′m gonna send her that check
I got too many M's coming my way
Huh
Yeah, that ho and her friends, they coming my way
Yeah, but back to the bag, I need a million today
Huh, yeah, but back to the cash, I need a billion today
Uh, hold up
Huh, yeah, I got too many hoes coming my way
Huh, yeah, I′m smoking on too much dope
I blow that shit straight in your face
Uh, yeah, I've been too damn sober, having nightmares of the drink
Uh, yeah, and 12 can′t pull us over if we got gas in the tank
I'm gonna get this money my way and that's for God′s sake
I′ve been getting high outside in the driveway
And I done lost my mind a couple times but it's okay
Yeah, when I slide, I′m doubled down just like Max Pay
Yeah, and I want to take her down but she want my last name
Yeah, got my fire on me right now, baby, I'm Saturday
Yeah, pop-pop your head ass out, the op nigga died today
Uh, we in the gun store looking at sticks
I′m thinking about grabbing a K
Uh, baby, I'm getting like too damn rich, so nigga can′t try me today
I had to Ralph all over my motherfucking fit, yeah, and over my bag
I got some M's, yeah, on the motherfucking way
Bitch, I'm getting paid
I′m getting paid
Yeah
I got too many M′s
On the motherfucking what?
Yeah
I got too many M's
On the motherfucking what?
Yeah
I got too many M′s coming my way
Huh
Yeah, that ho and her friends, they coming my way
Uh, yeah, but back to the bag, I need a million today
Huh, yeah, but back to the cash, I need a billion today
Uh, hold up
Huh, yeah, I got too many hoes coming my way
Huh, yeah, I'm smoking on too much dope
I blow that shit straight in your face
Uh, yeah, I′ve been too damn sober, having nightmares of the drink
Uh, yeah, and 12 can't pull us over if we got gas in the tank
Huh
Yeah, that ho and her friends, they coming my way
Yeah, but back to the bag, I need a million today
Huh, yeah, but back to the cash, I need a billion today
Uh, hold up
Huh, yeah, I got too many hoes coming my way
Huh, yeah, I'm smoking on too much dope
I blow that shit straight in your face
Uh, yeah, I′ve been too damn sober, having nightmares of the drink
Uh, yeah, and 12 can't pull us over, we got gas in the tank
Uh, shorty trying to get in my mind
Yeah, she asked me what I think
Yeah, she know that black my favorite color but her little pussy pink
Yeah, I just been counting up all this
Paper, give a fuck about what they say
Yeah, I told all my hoes I love them
And I'm trying to paint they face
Uh, baby, I′m a rockstar rolling off X
Wockhardt, not touching X
Goyard the private jets
All my fans fucking die-hard, they ain′t going for shit
I'm trying to fuck a pop star then make her my ex
Whoa
Uh, she not mine, we just fuck and text
Early morning, bitch, I′m on my grind, I just gotta stretch
Roll a blunt up then put that shit on, baby, I'm fly as shit
I′ve been balling way too fucking hard, I done caught a tech
We in Miami at the Chrome Heart store
And shorty, I'm spending a check
I ain′t really fucking with these little
Whores and they all know that I'm the catch
I was 14, busting a jam for Diors and popping them Percocets
I'm all about this fashion, yeah, and this
Motherfucking cash, I′m having money sex
Uh, uh, double O shit, baby, this right here money set
Uh, uh, niggas ain′t having no motion, yeah, and they real upset
I'll spend a nigga whole check on zip
Yeah, just to relieve some stress
She trying to go to work today, okay, I′m gonna send her that check
I got too many M's coming my way
Huh
Yeah, that ho and her friends, they coming my way
Yeah, but back to the bag, I need a million today
Huh, yeah, but back to the cash, I need a billion today
Uh, hold up
Huh, yeah, I got too many hoes coming my way
Huh, yeah, I′m smoking on too much dope
I blow that shit straight in your face
Uh, yeah, I've been too damn sober, having nightmares of the drink
Uh, yeah, and 12 can′t pull us over if we got gas in the tank
I'm gonna get this money my way and that's for God′s sake
I′ve been getting high outside in the driveway
And I done lost my mind a couple times but it's okay
Yeah, when I slide, I′m doubled down just like Max Pay
Yeah, and I want to take her down but she want my last name
Yeah, got my fire on me right now, baby, I'm Saturday
Yeah, pop-pop your head ass out, the op nigga died today
Uh, we in the gun store looking at sticks
I′m thinking about grabbing a K
Uh, baby, I'm getting like too damn rich, so nigga can′t try me today
I had to Ralph all over my motherfucking fit, yeah, and over my bag
I got some M's, yeah, on the motherfucking way
Bitch, I'm getting paid
I′m getting paid
Yeah
I got too many M′s
On the motherfucking what?
Yeah
I got too many M's
On the motherfucking what?
Yeah
I got too many M′s coming my way
Huh
Yeah, that ho and her friends, they coming my way
Uh, yeah, but back to the bag, I need a million today
Huh, yeah, but back to the cash, I need a billion today
Uh, hold up
Huh, yeah, I got too many hoes coming my way
Huh, yeah, I'm smoking on too much dope
I blow that shit straight in your face
Uh, yeah, I′ve been too damn sober, having nightmares of the drink
Uh, yeah, and 12 can't pull us over if we got gas in the tank
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