Motiv - Ohh (feat. Smitty Gambino & Coolbrojoee)

Comin with the gang you know that we slidin
Top down when im ridin
Dollar bills in my pocket
Blue and green you know i got options
Cant compete do what i want
Niggas sleep i wake em up
Oh oh yeah
Oh yeah
Aw yea
yeah uh yeah uh yeah
Try me its gone be a massacre
From the back smashing her
Stay humble not with all that flashy stuff
That ak will back him up
They leachin bloods i call em Dracula
Young boy not attached to us
On Go
And we got our ratchets tucked
Dont think you attackin us
I know
She wit all that nasty stuff
She slurp me up fast as fuck
Slow mo
She ride it like rodeo
Beat her to sleep comatose
I know
She catchin the holy ghost
The dick it done took her soul
My flow
It got em like holy smokes
This smitty boy not a joke
Damn smitty how you drip like that
Keep hoes in ya clip like that
Why you make his car flip like that
Smoke gas with the stiffs like that
Talk smooth to his chick like that
Then lick and abuse that cat
Walk through wit a limp like that
How you get in wit a tool like that ahh
Oh oh yeah
Oh yeah
Aw yea
yeah uh yeah uh yeah
Watch that cool nigga yeah he bout to come in
Oh too smooth niggas know how i run it
Step on scene wit a major lean
Im off the lit lit lit
See the bling wanna marry me
Just off the drip drip drip
I aint bout a bitch
Im about the slips
Bring em in wit the benjamins
Never broke dont take that chance
I need my cash advanced
Tryna make that bank expand
Damn cool why you do em like that
Pulled off wit his bitch like that
Make it look like a movie like that
Pop smoke wit the moves like that
Like that like that like that
Oh oh yeah
Oh yeah
Aw yea
Yeah uh yeah uh yeah
Yea yea ayy
Yea yea ayy
Yeah

Written by:
Dallas Gill

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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