Lil Yachty, Juice WRLD - Osama lyrics

Lil Yachty [Miles Parks McCollum] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S.

Juice WRLD [Jarad Anthony Higgins]

[Lil Yachty, Juice WRLD - Osama lyrics]

Keep calm
(Beep) , gotta keep calm (Beep) , ayy
Gotta keep calm, ayy (Beep)

Gotta keep calm, ayy 
(Beep,  beep, beep-beep)
Tell your boyfriend to keep up, ayy
(Beep,  beep, beep-beep)
Blowin' up like Vietnam, ayy
(Beep, beep, beep boop)
Niggas hot like Osam', hey (Beep boop)
Niggas hot like Osama (Beep boop)
Since your bankroll that was
Changed like Obama (Beep boop)
G Wagon on the wheels like a Tonka truck
(Beep boop)
Pullin' up with them sticks, yeah
Them llamas (Beep boop)
Boy, your time's up (Beep boop)

Hey, I've been rich for some time now
(Beep, beep, beep boop)
Keep an iron, you get straightened down
(Beep, beep, beep boop) touch the gang
Then be layin' at your mama's house
(Beep, beep, beep boop)
Quiet as a mouse, where the thirty round?
(Beep boop, beep boop)
Brand new AP on my wrist, weigh a whole pound
(Beep, beep, beep boop)
Got your bitch in my bed in a white gown
(Beep, beep, beep boop)
Kicked her out, she kept talkin'
I ain't liked the sound
(Beep, beep, beep boop)
Had to kick some of them
Niggas that I had around
(Beep boop, beep boop)
Me out, they was dead weight
They was dead fake (Beep, beep, beep boop)
In that pussy if I pushed
'em they would dead break
(Beep, beep, beep boop)
When I'm fuckin' on your
Bitch, do 'em dead, shake
(Beep boop, beep boop)
Like an earthquake, ayy (Beep boop)

Oh, oh, oh (Beep boop) oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
(beep, beep, beep boop, beep, beep
Beep boop, beep boop, beep boop)

Gotta keep calm, ayy (Beep, beep, beep boop)
Tell your boyfriend to keep up, ayy
(Beep, beep, beep boop)
Blowin' up like Vietnam, ayy
(Beep, beep, beep boop)
Niggas hot like Osam', hey (Beep boop)
Niggas hot like Osama (Beep boop)
Since your bankroll that was
Changed like Obama (Beep boop)
G Wagon on the wheels like a Tonka truck
(Beep boop)
Pullin' up with them sticks, yeah
Them llamas (Beep boop)
Boy, your time's up (Beep boop)

Pullin' up with them sticks
We got them llamas tucked
Presidential Rollie, yeah
I got me an Obama watch
Walk in Saks Fifth and I
Buy all kinds of stuff
That I couldn't buy before
My mattress was on the floor
Made three million overnight
It's such a sight to see
Watch me fuck your bitch and
Kick her out politely
She told me she would do whatever
She would die for me i told her
"Meet me at the bridges up in London"
Four sad boys, still a rich boy
I'm a point guard, better come set a pick
Boy your bitch posin' with me
Grab her phone and take a pick boy
VVS my toilet so I'm stuntin' even
When I take a shit, boy
(yeah) me and Yachty on a yacht
Gatherin' all of the thots
Prolly playin' Mario Kart, off the shrooms
I go hard
I know, I gotta learn a lot, but I'm young
Rich and dumb but I can't get worked up

I just gotta keep calm, ayy
Tell your boyfriend to keep up, ayy
Blowin' up like Vietnam, ayy
Niggas hot like Osama, hey
Niggas hot like Osama
Since your bankroll that was
Changed like Obama
G Wagon on the wheels like a Tonka truck
Pullin' up with them sticks, yeah
Them llamas boy, your time's up

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