OH WELL

Ay, hold on Guappo I'ma catch a touchdown pass just like Odell Hotbox in a Rolls Royce, oh well Ay, finna up the damn blicky, watch your hoe fell Tryna run up on me bro, that ain't gon' go well I'ma take your bitch and we ain't going to no motel Yeah, we going to the hotel Ay, hold on I'ma pour the lean up in the motherfucking Propel I can't be around the school, it ain't go well Got a gun up in my bag, this ain't show tell Uh, told him oh well Catch that pussy boy just like Odell Ha, told him oh well Don't let your guard down just like Garcia I'ma get the one-two, I'm a hard hitter Redhead bitch on my dick, I don't know Peter Your bitch in my crib, yeah we know she a ho-cheater I'ma hit a step back, feel like James Harden We gon' leave him missing put him on a milk carton Yeah, my bass hitting heavy, feel like Ken Carson I got way too much dough, got a whole garden I got double dose, yeah I call that two-way I got bitches that want me and I got bitches having my way Ay, pull up to my crib, foreign cars on the driveway Uh, 3.5, roll it up on the highway I'm too high on the highway Uh, on the highway I'm too high on the highway Thousand dollar check, I'ma get it every Friday Hit him with the stick, bro, I feel just like the Blue Jay Tryna hit me up, cause I'm up, bro, I swear that shit too fake Uh, looking at me sideways, he got two faces Looking at my motherfucking wallet, swear to God, I got the blue faces Rollie on my motherfucking wrist, I got two faces I got hoes on my dick, yeah, you know it's the new basis It's the new basis I just copped a Beamer and take up about two spaces Yo, little boy a bitch and he can't tie his own laces Yeah, he can't tie his shoe laces