Post Yada

[Intro]
…this point forward…
(Yada…)
…things a-are going to be different…

Yada

[Verse 1: Graham]
(O M E N)
Can I get an amen?
We spent a couple days on the next damn phase
Made a couple of hits and got a couple of plays
Gotta sell the soul to the game we lost
Fuck a manager, get our salads tossed
To whip the Pimpmobile full throttle
Fuck it, pull up, yada

[Verse 2: Jackson]
…Yada
Doin’ my thing like it’s nada (hoo)
OMEN pull up like an armada
I got the grip, pull out the cash
It got that stinky, it need a bath
I got the whip, it go fast
You can find me in traffic, bitch, I’m boutta pass your ass (hoo hoo)

[Verse 3: Will]
Wait a minute, pay attention
Put the “omen” in women, fuck my name up, I’m a villain
Off a bar and I hit the ceiling
Pull up in my whip and my tires squealin’ like skirt
O for obliterate your face
M for making records, yeah we trashin’ up the place
E for Eviscerate, N for not a phase
OMEN is back and we spittin’ some flames

[Ending]
From this point forward things are going to be different

Pull up on your-