Kankan - OMG lyrics
[Kankan - OMG lyrics]
Ayy, I just copped that K
I got double red key, ayy
I got rich, they like
"OMG" like lil' Rino say bitch, them 762
(Uh, huh) go through trees, yeah
They go through anythin'
I cheat on my ho with codeine
Don't think I'll ever change
FN 57 rip that boy up
I don't even think he'll be the same
(Yeah, uh, uh huh)
Every time they hop on the wave, yeah
We just go 'head and change it
How that boy broke? Nigga
It's a million ways just to get paid
(Just to get paid)
How the fuck he cuff that ho?
When that ho just got slayed
(Yeah, she got slayed)
By the whole gang (By the whole gang)
I'm in LA with lil' Trippie screamin' 14
(Screamin' 14) look, your ho ate the gang
Ate the whole team (Whole team)
Yeah, lil' Jace, he copped a K
With a red beam (With that red beam)
I don't give a fuck 'bout these racks, ho
I just fuck 'em up (I just fuck 'em up)
I dropped a hundred, nigga, on a Hellcat
It's time to buckle up
(It's time to buckle up)
His ho keep liking my pic's
She tryna fuck or what?
(She tryna fuck or what?)
Lil' girl tryna go on a lick
He tryna fuck with some
(Tryna fuck with some)
I swear all my niggas so rich
So we ridin' presidential
I had to tell lil' Daroo to chill
He say it's not that simple
(It's not that simple)
We tryna leave yo' whole block red
Just like a Shirley Temple
(Ha, Shirley Temple)
Mike Amiri on my jeans, huh
Racks up in 'em, damn
Bitch, it's codeine in my tone, yeah
I know you hear it
(Yeah, I know you hear it)
This shit for the rich niggas
I know they feel it (I know they feel it)
Ho ass boy better get off my
Dick before he end up missin'
(End up missin')
I like racks and codeine, these niggas
They love hoes and dissin'
(They love hoes and dissin')
Yeah, these niggas so police, yeah
He spot that car and flip it (Fah)
And if I don't know you nigga
Yeah, better go on 'head
Keep your distance (Ha, phew)
I keep a Draco on me, yeah
'cause I don't even need me no assistance
Broke ass boy, I keep paper on me
And you know that's a huge difference, ha
(Phew)
Uh, ayy, y'all ain't Really Rich, yeah
Y'all really broke
Yeah, my money that I get
The higher that I go (Higher that I go)
I'm just talkin' my shit
But y'all niggas still hoes
(Y'all niggas, y'all still hoes)
Yeah, my twin come kick
Yo' shit down, nigga, steel toes
(Steel toes)
(Ha, broke ass nigga)
(Double R shit, these niggas)
(Broke than a bitch, yeah
You know how we comin')
(These niggas not Really Rich, y'all niggas
Really rats)
(Yeah, these niggas be tellin' and shit)
(Really hoes)
I got double red key, ayy
I got rich, they like
"OMG" like lil' Rino say bitch, them 762
(Uh, huh) go through trees, yeah
They go through anythin'
I cheat on my ho with codeine
Don't think I'll ever change
FN 57 rip that boy up
I don't even think he'll be the same
(Yeah, uh, uh huh)
Every time they hop on the wave, yeah
We just go 'head and change it
How that boy broke? Nigga
It's a million ways just to get paid
(Just to get paid)
How the fuck he cuff that ho?
When that ho just got slayed
(Yeah, she got slayed)
By the whole gang (By the whole gang)
I'm in LA with lil' Trippie screamin' 14
(Screamin' 14) look, your ho ate the gang
Ate the whole team (Whole team)
Yeah, lil' Jace, he copped a K
With a red beam (With that red beam)
I don't give a fuck 'bout these racks, ho
I just fuck 'em up (I just fuck 'em up)
I dropped a hundred, nigga, on a Hellcat
It's time to buckle up
(It's time to buckle up)
His ho keep liking my pic's
She tryna fuck or what?
(She tryna fuck or what?)
Lil' girl tryna go on a lick
He tryna fuck with some
(Tryna fuck with some)
I swear all my niggas so rich
So we ridin' presidential
I had to tell lil' Daroo to chill
He say it's not that simple
(It's not that simple)
We tryna leave yo' whole block red
Just like a Shirley Temple
(Ha, Shirley Temple)
Mike Amiri on my jeans, huh
Racks up in 'em, damn
Bitch, it's codeine in my tone, yeah
I know you hear it
(Yeah, I know you hear it)
This shit for the rich niggas
I know they feel it (I know they feel it)
Ho ass boy better get off my
Dick before he end up missin'
(End up missin')
I like racks and codeine, these niggas
They love hoes and dissin'
(They love hoes and dissin')
Yeah, these niggas so police, yeah
He spot that car and flip it (Fah)
And if I don't know you nigga
Yeah, better go on 'head
Keep your distance (Ha, phew)
I keep a Draco on me, yeah
'cause I don't even need me no assistance
Broke ass boy, I keep paper on me
And you know that's a huge difference, ha
(Phew)
Uh, ayy, y'all ain't Really Rich, yeah
Y'all really broke
Yeah, my money that I get
The higher that I go (Higher that I go)
I'm just talkin' my shit
But y'all niggas still hoes
(Y'all niggas, y'all still hoes)
Yeah, my twin come kick
Yo' shit down, nigga, steel toes
(Steel toes)
(Ha, broke ass nigga)
(Double R shit, these niggas)
(Broke than a bitch, yeah
You know how we comin')
(These niggas not Really Rich, y'all niggas
Really rats)
(Yeah, these niggas be tellin' and shit)
(Really hoes)