Lyrics: Tcorrian Walton
(PROJECT)
Øway, Øway
Slatt, slatt
I was sitting in the back with that extendo (That extendo)
I'ma make sure that these niggas get the memo (The memo) (Øway)
Three black trucks, they all Cadillac, bitch, I'm presidential (Øway)
He play with us, we pop at his hat and leave 'em crippled
I told you motha****as, you don't want me to put them gloves on (Gloves on)
I'm the one that **** the opp bitch to a love song (Øway) (A love song)
I'm the one that went and popped shit, bring them dogs home (Them dogs home)
You the one to be too toxic, now my love gone
I told you motha****as, I got problems with my head, bitch (My head bitch)
Thought that nigga was my partner, he went fed and shit (He went fed and shit)
I be fiending for that grabba like it's medicine (Like it's medicine)
I put that crossed Ø from that DØLLA on my letterman (Øway)
I told you motha****as (Øway), I'm the motha****ing one, hoe (The one hoe)
We having thirteen bitches at the condo
My lil brotha trouble, he fein for that gun smoke (Øway)
I need a stunt double, I jumped off the top rope (Øway)
I told these motha****as (Øway)
I'm the one that got the guap, hoe (Got the guap, bitch)
I hope the IRS don't know what's in my house (Know what's in my house)
I nutted on her breast and I spit in her mouth (I spit in her mouth)
I hope that's not yo' bitch 'cause I been in her mouth (I been in her mouth)
I told you motha****as, I don't trust no bitch, I can only trust my brothas
I just **** yo' bitch, and I was only tryna cuddle
I was getting drunk with Moses, we in Shibuya, I came from the ghetto
I'm getting to it, I changed for the better
I just grew from the pain, I'm better
I poured a deuce in the drank, now I'm better
And I shed me a purple tear
And I pray my dawgs in chains don't ever think I'm better than them, it's Øway
I was sitting in the back with that extendo (That extendo)
I'ma make sure that these niggas get the memo (Øway) (The memo)
Three black trucks, they all Cadillac, bitch, I'm presidential
He play with us, we pop at his hat and leave 'em crippled
I told you motha****as, you don't want me to put them gloves on (Gloves on)
I'm the one that **** the opp bitch to a love song (A love song) (Øway)
I'm the one that went and popped shit, bring them dogs home (Them dogs home)
You the one to be too toxic, now my love gone
I told you motha****as, I got problems with my head, bitch (My head bitch)
Thought that nigga was my partner, he went fed and shit (He went fed and shit)
I be fiending for that grabba like it's medicine (Like it's medicine)
I put that crossed Ø from that DØLLA on my letterman (Øway)
I told you motha****as (Øway), I'm the motha****ing one, hoe (I'm the one hoe)
We having thirteen bitches at the condo (At the condo)
My lil brotha trouble, he fein for that gun smoke (Øway)
I need a stunt double, I jumped off the top rope (Øway)
I told these motha****as