OmenXIII - Chroma lyrics
[OmenXIII - Chroma lyrics]
Shh
Gotta keep my voice down 'cause
I know they sleepin' racks still stackin'
Every day still a weekend
House been jumpin' every night
Full of demons
Creepin', up and down the walls
Just like some creatures you said you think
But do you really fuckin' know though
Smokin' on a O
So we callin' this the O-zone
Six bottles in the bag
Two blunts in the roto
These moments last way longer than a photo
Keep it on the low-low, still ridin' solo
'Bout it while you bouncin'
Like mothafuckin' a pogo
Switchin' up, flippin' side to side, bitch
That's a no no
I'm hidden while you flexin'
Bnb's out in Noho
I think it's safe to say around
Here that that's a no-go pro clubs, bitch
We ain't never rockin' polo
Whole show bumpin', after that we gotta go
Bro but they can't even see me through
The tint of the windows
Twin rows back to back in that whip, hoe
In the sprinter, bitch, fuck a limo
Indonesian smoke for my kinfolk
It goes 'round and 'round like a syndrome
Bitch, we do what we do, 'cause we need to
Need two bottles of wine for my sweet tooth
Keep to myself when I really need to
These dudes, think that I don't
But I see through we do
We do anything that we wanna do
We do anything that we wanna do
We do anything that we wanna do
We do anything that we wanna do
We do anything that we wanna do
We do anything that we wanna do
We do anything that we wanna do
We do anything that we wanna do
Twin rows back to back in that whip, hoe
In the sprinter, bitch, fuck a limo
Indonesian smoke for my kinfolk
It goes 'round and 'round like a syndrome
Bitch, we do what we do, 'cause we need to
Need two bottles of wine for my sweet tooth
Keep to myself when I really need to
These dudes, think that I don't
But I see through we do
Gotta keep my voice down 'cause
I know they sleepin' racks still stackin'
Every day still a weekend
House been jumpin' every night
Full of demons
Creepin', up and down the walls
Just like some creatures you said you think
But do you really fuckin' know though
Smokin' on a O
So we callin' this the O-zone
Six bottles in the bag
Two blunts in the roto
These moments last way longer than a photo
Keep it on the low-low, still ridin' solo
'Bout it while you bouncin'
Like mothafuckin' a pogo
Switchin' up, flippin' side to side, bitch
That's a no no
I'm hidden while you flexin'
Bnb's out in Noho
I think it's safe to say around
Here that that's a no-go pro clubs, bitch
We ain't never rockin' polo
Whole show bumpin', after that we gotta go
Bro but they can't even see me through
The tint of the windows
Twin rows back to back in that whip, hoe
In the sprinter, bitch, fuck a limo
Indonesian smoke for my kinfolk
It goes 'round and 'round like a syndrome
Bitch, we do what we do, 'cause we need to
Need two bottles of wine for my sweet tooth
Keep to myself when I really need to
These dudes, think that I don't
But I see through we do
We do anything that we wanna do
We do anything that we wanna do
We do anything that we wanna do
We do anything that we wanna do
We do anything that we wanna do
We do anything that we wanna do
We do anything that we wanna do
We do anything that we wanna do
Twin rows back to back in that whip, hoe
In the sprinter, bitch, fuck a limo
Indonesian smoke for my kinfolk
It goes 'round and 'round like a syndrome
Bitch, we do what we do, 'cause we need to
Need two bottles of wine for my sweet tooth
Keep to myself when I really need to
These dudes, think that I don't
But I see through we do