Otto Meech - Critics

Treat the beat just like a quarterback
I dash it then I blitz it
Told lil' shawty' come pull up on me
She grab the dick she kiss it
This hoe finer' than a ticket
She can't stay, but she can visit
Bitches watch me like exhibits
They gon' rate me just like critics
They gon' rate me just like critics
Huh' yeah
At his head just like a fitted
Left the game behind me guess I decommitted
Had to come home to the studio
I had to be committed
Now my future lookin' bright
I guess my future lookin' vivid
In the lab bitch ima chemist
Bitch I'm flossin' like I just left the dentist
I'm relentless
Any beat I touch like MK it get finished
Lil' bitch I been grindin'
Fell in love wit' rhymin'
Fuck yo' 2 cents you a nuisance
Bitch it ain't no need to chime in
Any weather bitch I'm shinin' aye
I'm reclinin' aye yeah
This bitch wildin' aye
I be wildin' too
If she smiling at me
Guess I'm smiling too
Watch my every move
Otto how you do
How I do dat'
Bitch I get the check
And then I thumb right through dat'
Like I'm from the NOLA
Got these bitches hollin' out who dat'
Ain't no flockin' feel like Kodak
I make movies Otto Kodak
Different bitches different races
Different cities different places aye
Treat the beat just like a quarterback
I dash it then I blitz it
Told lil' shawty' come pull up on me
She grab the dick she kiss it
This hoe finer' than a ticket
She can't stay, but she can visit
Bitches watch me like exhibits
They gon' rate me just like critics
Treat the beat just like a quarterback
I dash it then I blitz it
Told lil' shawty' come pull up on me
She grab the dick she kiss it
This hoe finer' than a ticket
She can't stay, but she can visit
Bitches watch me like exhibits
They gon' rate me just like critics

Written by:
Demetree Jest

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