Done That Shit
Lil Omee
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(Yuh)
Building a tower
You know that I'm knocking it
Gettin these compliments
Right when I'm walkin in
Talkin mad shit
But you know that I'm poppin it
(What?)
Pow pow
You called me a kid
Then just get on my level
It's gettin so hot cause
You know I'm the Devil
If you not a 100 then I cannot settle
I am boutta pop Like some smoke in the kettle
I don't forgive
But I'm still down to wrestle
Gimme that sugar
Like Hansel and Gretel
I'm Poppin that shit
Like the corn on the kettle
I'm here for dessert
But she just want a skittle
You too scared to finish
Lookin so innocent
Think you the shit
But you lookin like Cinnamon
Got me so Vigilant
Look like a Citizen
Are you not listening
I do not give a shit
She seeing stars
In my spaceship
(Yea)
We Havin fun
Where her face is
(What?)
We in the club
That's a day trip
I don't fuck around
I don't take hints
I'm different bitch
Not basic
(Basic?)
I'm going places
(Yea)
Fuck around till I'm famous
My Cubans they stainless
Fuck it Gold chain on my neck
I don't pay I collect
I passed go and got no veins when I flex
I don't say that I'm next t he fans know
That I run it do it on every track
They mad that I'm winning they coming in last
I been in the front and they stuck in the back
Who gave me a mic and a mac
Been killing since 00'
And they don't know that I been a menace with the 44
All headshots school photo
Got the trunk kicking like a dojo
Got a baby doing what the hoes don't
And them niggas don't want smoke tho
Got a power puff like mojo
Just me riding han solo
I got to back away but fuck it I move to the top
Came from the block They wondering how much I got Like 21 savage a lot
Alright young boy but I'm Og
Everyone of y'all come before me
When I get down and I let it ring now they all running got cold feet
Can't hate the boy from the nosebleeds
Better upgrade to the floor seats
The last dude that wanted beef he ate one like Kobe
There's not another coming close
You a sell out but I'm selling out these shoes let them know yea
Wait fuck that shit
I been Usain and I run that shit
They hate the boy and they love that shit
They can't do it I done that shit They kick it off and I run it back
That fake shit I can't fuck with that Your new shit like what is that
I don't think you're ever coming back
You talking but coming
I'm Talkin bout fuckin that
Idk why you here
Just to be up in that
Taking a sip while im takin a fucking nap
All of These bitches be sleepin on me
Like that
Attached
We up here
We back
We Burnt it
Return it
We earned it
It's sad
You must not know me
Bitch I am lil Omee
I fuck with my day ones
I fuck with my homies
We up on the pavement
Im calling that holi
We Havin some fun in the back
When She told me