a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

miss me wit it - otm lyrics

[intro: duffy]
b*tch
ayy, yeah
sh*t
tried to tag me on the ground but we don’t do all that
f*ck the goin’ back and forth, he know where we at
most these n*ggas fake and phony, i don’t mix with n*ggas
sh*t, n*gga, any buster sh*t, you can miss me with it (run that back, west)

[chorus: duffy]
easy money, bro, your bro look intimidated
today, until i get some uchies, b*tch, i’m irritated
sick with it, gave a n*gga shots, he got vaccinated
you can’t post no picture with me, b*tch, i’m way too famous
sh*t, b*tch
if you ain’t tryna get no uchies, you can miss me with it, n*gga
f*ck is we talkin’ ’bout, b*tch?
sh*t, n*gga, any buster sh*t, you can miss me with it, n*gga

[verse 1: duffy]
who that n*gga? what he say he was gon’ do again?
i be flu flammin’ with the jackers and the hooligans
broke n*ggas yappin’ in my rear, quit the foolishness
racks bustin’ out the louis duffel, keep ’em comin’ in
shots rang, i whacked a fifth grader, hope you smarter than him
“duffy, what you put up in this ‘wood? we keep coughin’ from it”
crunch time n*ggas get to foldin’, keep ’em far from me
quick to pull the bl!ckie out, like i ain’t finna argue nothin’
suplex kim juan, hollow tips for roy jones
paint a n*gga, turn his white tee burnt orange
chop suey, served him with a little side of soy sauce
how these n*ggas still ain’t gettin’ no money? n*ggas look lost
what they say he got up on his wrist? i think i need that
all my opps scary, where them n*ggas say they seen me at?
who the f*ck keep callin’ me? i’m poled, i’ll holler back
stretch somethin’, pull up, make a n*gga do some jumpin’ jacks
[chorus: duffy]
easy money, bro, your homie look intimidated
today, until i get some uchies, b*tch, i’m irritated
sick with it, gave a n*gga shots, he got vaccinated
you can’t post no picture with me, b*tch, i’m way too famous
sh*t, b*tch
n*gga, f*ck is we talkin’ ’bout, b*tch?
sh*t, n*gga, any buster sh*t, you can miss me with it, n*gga

[verse 2: blue pesos]
rock and roll, f*ck the party up, i’m with jimi hendrix
lightshow, n*ggas goin’ crazy, chain schitzophrenic
the only reason you ever had money was ’cause the pandemic
mr. too exclusive, too famous through the back hitchers
man down, hundred somethin’ shots for backup dancers
hundiddy, bop*bop, you know i start paisa dancin’
his block got three hundred sh*lls, i’m fredo santana
mardi gras, flashin’ tits on ’em, we in louisiana
backflip, gold medal gymnast, hit a cartwheel
this n*gga p stay talkin’ crazy, he don’t got no feelings
i be sonnin’ all these n*ggas, we know the truth, i’m they father figure
tell rami i need more jewels, please, i’m a gold digger
hit mei ling with drop kicks, i’m a chin chipper
left an opp n*gga hangin’ from a tree, i’m a klu kluxer
liu kang kicked her out the grib, she was goofballin’
mj and scottie with me too, come and hoop with us, ugh
[chorus: duffy]
easy money, bro, your homie look intimidated
today, until i get some uchies, b*tch, i’m irritated
sick with it, gave a n*gga shots, he got vaccinated
you can’t post no picture with me, b*tch, i’m way too famous
sh*t, b*tch
if you ain’t tryna get no uchies, you can miss me with it, n*gga
f*ck is we talkin’ ’bout, b*tch?
sh*t, n*gga, any buster sh*t, you can miss me with it, n*gga

[outro]
(run that back, west)

- otm lyrics

Random Song Lyrics :

Popular