Obama and Me

[intro]
Ay
Bitch
Uh
Oh My God Kymarion!
Wait
Huh yah yah yah
Ah... What The Fuck Is Up Kyle?
Wait oh

[Chorus]
We runnin' it up Obama and me
Pump that shit up, ripped up Prada jeans (ha!)
Pullin' straight up, so fast I looked fast asleep (woah what)
Sasha and the other be weepin' and weep (boohoo)
'Cause me and the boys run it up, Obama and me (my god)
Pump that shit up, ripped up Prada jeans (ya!)
All of these hoes all over a-me (so many hoes)
Got clout like-a mickey, got ice like Disney (on ice)

[verse 1]
Got all of the bitches 'cause I got the bag
So I sent 'em to Nick Cannon but they know he is bad
Hola like Olaf, might think im Josh Gad
All of my clout? More than you'll ever have

[verse 2-Ky Burns]
Now all of these bitches look for a clout boy from the hood
Young boy from the suburbs, they still might think that i'm good
Yall rubbin' off paint?
I'm washin' off mud
Nobody likes your ass, you're like a Milk Dud
Racks on rucks, yeah we fuddin' it up

[Chorus]
We runnin' it up Obama and me (Obama and me)
Pump that shit up, ripped up Prada jeans (prada the jeans)
Pullin' straight up, so fast I looked fast asleep (zoom)
Sasha and the other be weepin' and weep
'Cause me and the boys run it up, Obama and me (and me)
Pump that shit up, ripped up Prada jeans (heehee)
All of these hoes all over a-me (so many hoes)
Got clout like-a mickey, got ice like Disney (got ice?)

[outro]
(ice like Disney)
(Obama and me)
(I)
Huh Yuh