Who Knew

[Intro: OMB Jay Dee, Jayy Savv]
Grrt, Grrt
OMB OMB OMB
(Its them OMB Niggas)
(Beats by Yamaica Productions baby)
Grrt, Gang, Jay Dee and Jayy Savv nigga
(Beats by Yamaica Productions baby)
OMB OMB

[Hook: OMB Jay Dee]
Who knew OMB was up next
We some young niggas wilding for respect
Why he foul, gon go & get the TEC
Act up, get to blowing like a ref
They don't know that gang got tools
Why these lil niggas snitching, telling clues
We’ll put a nigga body on the news
Fuck around prolly stain him for his jewels x3

[Verse 1: OMB Jay Dee]
OMB, that's my brothers it’s only my brothers and you know that’s the gang
33 in ya set and he wilding for respect and he taking ya chain
And these niggas is lame and they all on my dick and they saw me & panicked
TA got the duffle and if I let it off then he doing the same
Something wrong with ya brain when u got the duffle you going insane
Jayy Savv in the cut and he don’t give a fuck, he just fucking ya main
If you think I’m a stain try running up on me you gon be ashamed
Fuck giving out clues u gon be on the news and thats word to the gang
Try coming in Vegas, no bluffing in Vegas we gon let off 16
We ain’t bluffing nigga we gon really show you what this 21 mean
Nigga thats a field we gon make a movie give 'em up 21 scenes
We don't give a fuck thats a dead opp, ain't no 21 G’s

[Verse 2: Jayy Savv]
Grrt, Grrt, Gang, Gang, Gang
Yo TA dont miss em, they talkin’ ‘bout class so we gon dismiss em
All this dope in my system, talk bad about gang and we leaving you missing
See i’ve been on my grind, that big face rolex I used it for time
But I ain’t got time, for you broke lil bitch get the fuck out my line
I'm back in my ways, I'm back in my grind might cop me a wraith
Margiela’s Balmain's, my OMB niggas are into some things
Boy you look like a stain, I see it, I want it, I’m snatching ya chain (gimme that)
For the money and fame, niggas switch up cuz these niggas be lame
But that can’t be me, .45 on my waist and it look like a BB
I be gettin' to the cheese, couple crumbs every-week red j’s on my feet
Niggas be broke and these bitches be weak, go get some guap, nigga get on your feet
You thinkin' Red Lobster’s, I’m thinking Phillipe’s
Grrt OMB OMB, I’m thinking Phillipe’s