Oneppl - OMM

I ain't trickin off on no hoes
I ain't worried bout if they mad
I got money on my mind
I got plastic, I got cash
Million dollar smile when you see a nigga
On my way to that bag
I got money on my mind
I got plastic, I got cash
I ain't trickin off on no hoes
I ain't worried bout if they mad
I got money on my mind
I got plastic, I got cash
Million dollar smile when you see a nigga
On my way to that bag
I got money on my mind
I got plastic, I got cash
Like really though (like really though)
Never see me out with a silly hoe
Can't pick a lane, so I swerve with the vehicle
Can't pick her brain, she a bird, getcha eagle on
Off a fifth, and i'm still goin' in
Inflation but i'm still goin' in
Step back, had to dig from within
Step back, all net no rim, aye
My hood I rep, no gym, aye
Nigga betta protect yo chin, aye
Takin' shots uh the brown 'til i'm shit-faced
Down, shut em down, let em know we don't bitch chase
Ridin' round town with my blunt and my fist raised (yea)
And i'm still tryna make a million dollars off a mixtape
Still - still tryna make a million dollars off a mixtape
I ain't trickin off on no hoes
I ain't worried bout if they mad
I got money on my mind
I got plastic, I got cash
Million dollar smile when you see a nigga
On my way to that bag
I got money on my mind
I got plastic, I got cash
I ain't trickin off on no hoes
I ain't worried bout if they mad
I got money on my mind
I got plastic, I got cash
Million dollar smile when you see a nigga
On my way to that bag
I got money on my mind
I got plastic, I got cash

Written by:
Julian Wood, Sevaughn Knight

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