F*ck a bitch and her friend
I've been keeping busy cutting off loose ends
All these fake snakes and they wanna play pretend
And I ain't really even trying to f*cking condescend
Just sick of this shit
Ya f*cking with a real one
Girls will play around and make ya feel some
But it's all and act, then the deals done
The lies add up and weigh a damn ton
Got to stay fly, stay high
We bouncin' this whole place
Got our vision to the skies the stars are where we aim
Won't need a bitch to get me to this state
Don't need no ties to hold down
I cannot stand in place
Girl you must think that I'm stupid
I'm just gonna loose it
I give you trust and you go and abuse it
I'm a take aim at Cupid 'cause f*ck love
I'll just end up using these bunk drugs
We're all on the climb
Got money to blow on liquor and dimes
Remember these bars, and swallow these lines
OMIA the clique, we ahead of the times
F*ck revenge I'm just trying to get my time back
Got a new man I couldn't stand that
That's a damn fact why these bitches gotta act whack
Why these bitches act bad I gotta ask that
Yuh
Someone you love you can deeply despise
Flipping the bird, OMIA's on the rise
OMIA with precision to the hoes who trying to get it
You getting it how you living, you getting it, getting dickens
Yuh
I was trying to talk y'all should listen explicit flows they solicit
Never split the difference bathe in all my riches
Making money off the tickets it's terrific
If the shots gonna pop then you calling up ballistics
Yo, so f*ck these bitches they been the reason my wrist was leaking
My brain was freaking; these freaking bitches Got me all up in my feelings
Couldn't breathe reaching for the ceiling - but her sex appeal once had ya boy kneeling
Got to stay fly, stay high
We bouncin' this whole place
Got our vision to the skies the stars are where we aim
Won't need a bitch to get me to this state
Don't need no ties to hold down
I cannot stand in place
They need to hold me down I need some Ritalin
Concerta it happens to be a synonym
Kinda wildin' out forget my innocence
I'm finally cooking now sprinkle some cinnamon
Finally kicking this bitch out the club
Gonna keep flipping, trapping all of this bud
Ties gone now if I have to move and run (fast)
I can keep it one hundred and never budge (passed)
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F*ck a bitch and her friend
I've been keeping busy cutting off loose ends
All these fake snakes and they wanna play pretend
And I ain't really even trying to f*cking condescend
Just sick of this shit
Ya f*cking with a real one
Girls will play around and make ya feel some
But it's all and act, then the deals done
The lies add up and weigh a damn ton
Got to stay fly, stay high
We bouncin' this whole place
Got our vision to the skies the stars are where we aim
Won't need a bitch to get me to this state
Don't need no ties to hold down
I cannot stand in place
Girl you must think that I'm stupid
I'm just gonna loose it
I give you trust and you go and abuse it
I'm a take aim at Cupid 'cause f*ck love
I'll just end up using these bunk drugs
We're all on the climb
Got money to blow on liquor and dimes
Remember these bars, and swallow these lines
OMIA the clique, we ahead of the times
F*ck revenge I'm just trying to get my time back
Got a new man I couldn't stand that
That's a damn fact why these bitches gotta act whack
Why these bitches act bad I gotta ask that
Yuh
Someone you love you can deeply despise
Flipping the bird, OMIA's on the rise
OMIA with precision to the hoes who trying to get it
You getting it how you living, you getting it, getting dickens
Yuh
I was trying to talk y'all should listen explicit flows they solicit
Never split the difference bathe in all my riches
Making money off the tickets it's terrific
If the shots gonna pop then you calling up ballistics
Yo, so f*ck these bitches they been the reason my wrist was leaking
My brain was freaking; these freaking bitches Got me all up in my feelings
Couldn't breathe reaching for the ceiling - but her sex appeal once had ya boy kneeling
Got to stay fly, stay high
We bouncin' this whole place
Got our vision to the skies the stars are where we aim
Won't need a bitch to get me to this state
Don't need no ties to hold down
I cannot stand in place
They need to hold me down I need some Ritalin
Concerta it happens to be a synonym
Kinda wildin' out forget my innocence
I'm finally cooking now sprinkle some cinnamon
Finally kicking this bitch out the club
Gonna keep flipping, trapping all of this bud
Ties gone now if I have to move and run (fast)
I can keep it one hundred and never budge (passed)
I've been keeping busy cutting off loose ends
All these fake snakes and they wanna play pretend
And I ain't really even trying to f*cking condescend
Just sick of this shit
Ya f*cking with a real one
Girls will play around and make ya feel some
But it's all and act, then the deals done
The lies add up and weigh a damn ton
Got to stay fly, stay high
We bouncin' this whole place
Got our vision to the skies the stars are where we aim
Won't need a bitch to get me to this state
Don't need no ties to hold down
I cannot stand in place
Girl you must think that I'm stupid
I'm just gonna loose it
I give you trust and you go and abuse it
I'm a take aim at Cupid 'cause f*ck love
I'll just end up using these bunk drugs
We're all on the climb
Got money to blow on liquor and dimes
Remember these bars, and swallow these lines
OMIA the clique, we ahead of the times
F*ck revenge I'm just trying to get my time back
Got a new man I couldn't stand that
That's a damn fact why these bitches gotta act whack
Why these bitches act bad I gotta ask that
Yuh
Someone you love you can deeply despise
Flipping the bird, OMIA's on the rise
OMIA with precision to the hoes who trying to get it
You getting it how you living, you getting it, getting dickens
Yuh
I was trying to talk y'all should listen explicit flows they solicit
Never split the difference bathe in all my riches
Making money off the tickets it's terrific
If the shots gonna pop then you calling up ballistics
Yo, so f*ck these bitches they been the reason my wrist was leaking
My brain was freaking; these freaking bitches Got me all up in my feelings
Couldn't breathe reaching for the ceiling - but her sex appeal once had ya boy kneeling
Got to stay fly, stay high
We bouncin' this whole place
Got our vision to the skies the stars are where we aim
Won't need a bitch to get me to this state
Don't need no ties to hold down
I cannot stand in place
They need to hold me down I need some Ritalin
Concerta it happens to be a synonym
Kinda wildin' out forget my innocence
I'm finally cooking now sprinkle some cinnamon
Finally kicking this bitch out the club
Gonna keep flipping, trapping all of this bud
Ties gone now if I have to move and run (fast)
I can keep it one hundred and never budge (passed)
Writer: Jonathan Crowley, Timothy Vizzi Jr, Zachary Neff
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: Our Music Is Art
Length: 3:22
Written by: Jonathan Crowley, Timothy Vizzi Jr, Zachary Neff