[Intro]
Damn Aj, you goin' crazy
Oh-woah oh oh
Yeah, oh-woah oh oh
Uh, oh-woah oh oh
[Chorus]
Oh, Got 12 on my ass, yeah the cops, they already know what we did (Oh)
Oh, Balenciaga on my socks, they go in my muhfuckin' kicks (Oh)
Oh, That choppa' got do do do do do, aim at your muhfuckin' ribs (Oh)
Oh, This shit shine brighter than your diamonds, it look like it came out the fridge (Oh)
Oh, we gon' crash out on that muhfucker', heard he was talkin' bout' the kid
Oh, we don't be rockin' Chuck Taylors, I told that lil' bitch it's the ricks (Oh)
Oh, I keep this lil' hoe out the tally, I got a lil' [?], she dip (Oh)
Oh, she beg me to hop in the foreign and tell me to cancel the trip, oh
[Post-Chorus]
I tell the [?] you a thotty, I just popped a molly, I feel out my body for real
I feel like MJ's body, I pass to this scotty, he shooting that bitch off the kill (Oh)
I'm off the domе in the booth mane, y'all is a shit stain
I feel like Juicе off the pills (Oh)
I whip this shit up with AJ, rip it like Beyblades, this shit a game and we still
[Verse]
And they don't come up to the muhfuckin' [?]
They stay askin' me for a muhfuckin' [?]
And I ain't been hearin' em' talkin' that shit no more, they heard the kid done got rich (Oh)
That money, that money on, yeah, I tripped that boy, I can teach you how to flip
They funny, they funny, they funny to me, yeah boy
Cameras come out and they switched
[Chorus]
Oh, Got 12 on my ass, yeah the cops, they already know what we did (Oh)
Oh, Balenciaga on my socks, they go in my muhfuckin' kicks (Oh)
Oh, That choppa' got do do do do do, aim at your muhfuckin' ribs (Oh)
Oh, This shit shine brighter than your diamonds, it look like it came out the fridge (Oh)
Oh, we gon' crash out on that muhfucker', heard he was talkin' bout' the kid
Oh, we don't be rockin' Chuck Taylors, I told that lil' bitch it's the ricks (Oh)
Oh, I keep this lil' hoe out the tally, I got a lil' [?], she dip (Oh)
Oh, she beg me to hop in the foreign and tell me to cancel the trip, oh
[Post-Chorus]
I tell the [?] you a thotty, I just popped a molly, I feel out my body for real
I feel like MJ's body, I pass to this scotty, he shooting that bitch off the kill (Oh)
I'm off the dome in the booth mane, y'all is a shit stain
I feel like Juice off the pills (Oh)
I whip this shit up with AJ, rip it like Beyblades, this shit a game and we still (Oh)
Oh! was written by Gio Made It & Damn Aj & Luclover.
Oh! was produced by Damn Aj & Gio Made It & martyr.