Oh No (feat. Lil Bp) - D.Millz

Feppa Uh Yes I'm in this bit with the gang I'm in this bit with the globe I'm clutching that smoke pole I'm trynna run up my cho cho's Think about crossing me boy that's a no no Pop out with them sticks make them folks say Oh No Fuck nigga get on the floor It's a shake down, I'm in the trap serving berakdown White hoe wrapping package call it 8 mile Fly no bitch out send that hoe on a Greyhound Play with this TrapGlobal shit turn his block to a sprayground Shit not for kids not no playground No we don't play round Let me go ahead put you down No OVO fell in love with them Drac sounds Boy you act just like a bitch you can't hang round Better stay inside the house where it's safe and sound Came up out the 478 had to make it out Hopped up in that water but it didn't make me drown Fuck nigga play he get put in the lost and found Spanish bitch I make her drive with exotic pounds I be thumbing through the money it calm me down Gotta go up for them nights I was down Couldn't get a answer they wanna call me now I was on the bench a young nigga ballin' now Smoke exotic strands boy this shit very loud Neighbors they telling me turn it down Bad bitch I hit her once and I'm swerving out Told her she gotta leave sold a dream to a model I was wishing for a come up no genie in a bottle Hit me a lick sold a TV on Tara Young nigga was just tryna scheme for them dollars Yes I'm in this bit with the gang I'm in this bit with the globe I'm clutching that smoke pole I'm trynna run up my cho cho's Think about crossing me boy that's a no no Pop out with them sticks make them folks say Oh No Fuck nigga get on the floor It's a shake down, I'm in the trap serving breakdown White hoe wrapping package call it 8 mile Fly no bitch out send that hoe on a Greyhound Play with this TrapGlobal shit turn his block to a sprayground Shit not for kids not no playground No we don't play round Let me go ahead put you down Put 'em down Spraying rounds All my bitches get money can't lounge My nigga we scheming you won't see 'em out He talking hot shit the choppa melt 'em down Too many shots let off he couldn't turn around Tell em free my dawg out the pound Before we come break they ass out When OG make the bond he gone come to knots She ain't up by 8:00 get kicked out the house Came up off the??? P90?? Lil bruh chilled on the opposite now they back dying Like Papa Doc he got no miles They know that we Global Not Local White gusher, white boy or white Runtz don't care can't be sober Madmax he grimy double down with no holster Free Lil AI he locked down with a 30 might poke ya Potato on the Glock it look like OG bobby Popped a perc 30 get slimy My bankroll and gun got my lean looking wobbly It's too many soldiers round me hope you don't try me Came up from shit Hxncho going instant everyday now Call up Evo we send 5k straight to ya Pay Pal She don't like you she suck dick with her face down Bitch I'm on CDL where we don't sell the breakdown I was down bad they put me in the traphouse Stayed down Hxncho popped out with them racks out Ran off on a Asian to this day boy you gettin' capped down Yes we did it got in and out Fucked up in school and they kicked me out Don't give a fuck I'm balling just like Jimmy now Nut on her face now the hoe got a unibrow You know we get hoes and we take 'em down I was just playin' bout rapping it turned to a habit Seen my favorite rapper he wasn't having No I wasn't nervous but Hxncho came up like B rabbit Now look at me pockets on casket

Raven, Lil Peep Tracy Oh, oh, oh Rrr Shawty hit me on my phone, phone, phone Said she love me, I say, "oh, oh, oh" But I'm never comin' home, home, home Bitch, you left me on my own, own, own Now I'm gettin' to the dough, dough, dough Fuckin' bitches on the road, road, road Now I got a lot of hoes, hoes, hoes Say they love me, I'm like "oh, oh, oh" Sorry baby I gotta go I ain't tell her "bye-bye" I'm flyin' up shawty, watch me fly by Alright, alright, alright Baby, you can come with me if you wanna fly high I'm countin' bands with Lil Peep Ridin' through the city and I got your bitch with me Ayy, she say she love me, I say, "oh" Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh Bitch, no, no, no Where were you when I was broke, broke, broke? Now you want me 'cause I glow, glow Shawty hit me on my phone, phone, phone Said she love me, I say, "oh, oh, oh" But I'm never comin' home, home, home Bitch, you left me on my own, own, own Now I'm gettin' to the dough, dough, dough Fuckin' bitches on the road, road, road Now I got a lot of hoes, hoes, hoes Say they love me, I'm like "oh, oh, oh" I need that bread like a loaf I get that neck from your hoe She is not shy, but she choke Told me she love me, I'm like "oh" Met that lil' bitch on the road She do not want me to go I just got paid for a show Turned it up like the stove I'm conceited, bitch, I got a reason Ice in my mouth, you can see it Sun out, but I'm freezin' Everyday is the weekend I cannot love a lil' hoe I know you fucked my lil' bro Twerkin' that shit, I'm like "oh" Twerkin' that shit, I'm like "oh" Shawty hit me on my phone, phone, phone Said she love me, I say, "oh, oh, oh" But I'm never comin' home, home, home Bitch, you left me on my own, own, own Now I'm gettin' to the dough, dough, dough Fuckin' bitches on the road, road, road Now I got a lot of hoes, hoes, hoes Say they love me, I'm like "oh, oh, oh"

You are crazy Balenciaga, got it for you Somewhere in the sky, got a clear view Everything Supreme, that we do (Oh) Everything is Gucci that you do So everything Supreme and BP Everything Supreme and BP, oh Oh, oh, oh, BP Sunshine vibe, chillin' in the Summer (In the Summer) Speedboat out, and the Lamb' down under (Down under) We gon' ride, through the rain, through the thunder (Yeah) You see what it is with them ladies, all wonder Go put it all on the table 'cause you Know I'm, I'ma lick it, ooh wee, yeah, yeah I know you ready and capable, so why don't we try? Girl just admit you got that glow Walkin', modellin' for me, back and forth, uh Wanna show you off, I'm telling everyone I know Yeah, that's my baby and I know that my bitch cold Sorry, you gorgeous, you're beautiful In these designer clothes Balenciaga, got it for you (Oh, oh) Somewhere in the sky, got a clear view (Oh, yeah, yeah) Everything Supreme, that we do (Oh, woah) Everything is Gucci that you do (Do) So everything Supreme and BP (Yeah, yeah) Everything Supreme and BP, oh (Yeah, yeah yeah) Oh, oh, oh, BP Girl you woe in them Jimmy Choo's And to be specific, you like them Christian Loub's When you check, Bottega your own value I don't want no else around you But all my suits, CC my tailor Get your hair, your nails, your feet and make-up You in my dreams I see you when I wake up Baby I don't have to fake it, you the flyest I can't deny it Girl just admit you got that glow (You got that glow) Walkin', modellin' for me, back and forth, uh (Ooh) Wanna show you off, I'm telling everyone I know Yeah, that's my baby and I know that my bitch cold Sorry, you gorgeous, you're beautiful And these designer clothes Balenciaga, got it for you (Oh, oh) Somewhere in the sky, got a clear view (Oh, yeah, yeah) Everything Supreme, that we do (Oh, woah) Everything is Gucci that you do (Do) So everything Supreme and BP (BP) Everything Supreme and BP, oh Oh, oh, oh, BP I won't judge you for what you do tonight, ooh I won't judge you for what you do tonight, ooh I ain't tryna share but you slide, hell yeah Pass it to the right, you decide, hell yeah I won't judge you for what you do tonight, ooh I won't judge you for what you do tonight, ooh I ain't tryna share but you slide, hell yeah Pass it to the right, you decide, hell yeah You can't be trippin' all the time that we not together 'Cause baby you be on mind when we not together (Hey, hey) Baby tell me if the vibe is right? (Right) You know that I can co-sign tonight, hey First place spendin' it on you (On you) Throw that ass up, Alley-oop (Alley-oop) I'm undefeated with that pussy, cannot lose, uh Just spin around on me like hula hoop (Hula hoop), yeah Jump into the vibe, don't be actin' insecure I'm tryna get it soon as you hit the door Interception with the pass, got that ass I'm tryna score You the cheerleader, pom-pom to the floor I- I won't judge you for what you do tonight, ooh I won't judge you for what you do tonight, ooh I ain't tryna' share but you slide, hell yeah Pass it to the right, you decide, hell yeah I won't judge you for what you do tonight, ooh I won't judge you for what you do tonight, ooh I ain't tryna share but you slide, hell yeah Pass it to the right, you decide, hell yeah I brought my rodeo, no baby don't need no saddle You know I'm up so giddy up, and you know we don't give a fuck No matter where we go, we own the city, run for mayor Easy, Breezy, baby this a lay up, lay up Hit it really wrong if you love somebody (Somebody) Even though you love somebody else ('Body else) Can you really love somebody? (Somebody) Thinkin' I should be in love with my fuckin' self Jump into the vibe, don't be actin' insecure I'm tryna get it soon as you hit the door Interception with the pass, got that ass I'm tryna score You the cheerleader, pom-pom to the floor I- I won't judge you for what you do tonight, ooh I won't judge you for what you do tonight, ooh I ain't tryna share but you slide, hell yeah Pass it to the right, you decide, hell yeah I won't judge you for what you do tonight, ooh I won't judge you for what you do tonight, ooh I ain't tryna share but you slide, hell yeah Pass it to the right, you decide, hell yeah

Qaqam bütün şəhəri ələ alıb, hm Gördüm həyatımın hər halın, yey Əlimizdə qaralıb Ring-ring yenə zəng eləyir bəlalım Çağırmışam lift Prada six six six Ağlımızda trip Göy səma necə crips Əldə 8 x Bratlarım sadiq it Gülüşümüz blick Çıxdıq, çəkək yeni klip Bu qancıq so deep Shut down Come here, nə var, nə yox, can-ciyər? Socar'dan qaz masa, double cup Koşelyokum yekə gonbul, sanki MC Bus Tələsirəm ambulans Yolu bilirəm Waze Arxamızca nahaq danışanlar hamısı peys Kartımızda cash, çanta dolu keys Qəlbimiz işıq, təmiz, Allah haqqı, rəis Dollar-dollar bill, üstüm sadəlik New school fresh, ha, necə Baləli Qara Galenvagen, qara karamel Salam hal əhli, salam-salam, hal əhli Çətin insan oğlu çətində olar Gucci, richi həyatın içindədir bu oğlan Qızıl chain, qızıl qolbaq J - ti bükür, sanki bükür dolma Gecələr yanır işıqlar Qayıda tanışım var Hamıdan soruşurlar Dalımca danışırlar Oh no, oh no qozuma ki, hmm hmm tozu Baki Oh no, oh no qozuma ki, hmm hmm tozu Baki Oh no, oh no qozuma ki, hmm hmm tozu Baki Oh no, oh no qozuma ki, hmm hmm tozu Baki Alo wassup Gəlir-gedir fast money Freshblood, playboy, Bad Bunny uu Qaçır 07'dən valik Altımda yox, tumanımın içində Ferrari Yatağımda ralli, dari dari dari Paylayacam küçələrə pul, u Ali Qaldır orale Ale-ale-alekuma salam Dvijdədi bütün qaqalarım "AUYE" Lazım bizə jet Yanır bu gecə Açdı gördü yumurtalarım Faberge Məhlə Serebrovski Yaşayışım Grow Street Volnadayam broski Bakı məni çox istəyir Manıslara konfet Zəncilərə para Gecə-gündüz rap yoxdu ritmlərə ara Pol olacaq əynindəki əskilərə qalan Dağıstan gang, bütün ləzgilərə salam Çətin insan oğlu çətində olar Gucci, richi həyatın içindədir bu oğlan Qızıl chain, qızıl qolbaq J - ti bükür, sanki bükür dolma Gecələr yanır işıqlar Qayıda tanışım var Hamıdan soruşurlar Dalımca danışırlar Oh no, oh no qozuma ki, hmm hmm tozu Baki Oh no, oh no qozuma ki, hmm hmm tozu Baki Oh no, oh no qozuma ki, hmm hmm tozu Baki Oh no, oh no qozuma ki, hmm hmm tozu Baki

Straight out tha country we started with nothing, we turning into something Was broke in the summer, I came out tha dirt now we getting that money I remember them days a nigga was hurting they thought it was funny We done came a long, long way Yeah we kept it a hundred These niggas ain't ready baby We be stacking that fetti Country nigga so fascinating Soft drops on Chevys Feeling like I already made it We ain't made it already But we shooting like jelly We be getting that jelli Used to be broke now I'm heavy Speed up Money coming slow, gone speed up Fuck going back, Ima re-up Remember them days they ain't need us Now we in tha back smoking reefer Two cups, poured up with my people Came through in a drop, on Jesus Who would've known Milly flow so lethal Who would've known that this rap is the reason Been ready since I cam out my 'cita Fuck opinions, Ima make 'em believe us Counting fetti 'til the day I ain't breathing, on Jesus I just gotta stay focused Stay calm man Lil' Milly keep going with tha motion I ain't even gotta post it If I do it's for me, I'm really antisocial Grind and grind some more Peeping out tha scope I ain't trusting nobody Days I was broke Bitch I had to score Came up off of narcotics Moving in silence I keep that thang on my body I ain't promoting no violence I'm tryna guide you Bitch I ain't even tryna ride it We can't be one all divided baby Straight out tha country we started with nothing, we turning into something Was broke in the summer, I came out tha dirt now we getting that money I remember them days a nigga was hurting they thought it was funny We done came a long, long way Yeah we kept it a hundred These niggas ain't ready baby We be stacking that fetti Country nigga so fascinating Soft drops on Chevys Feeling like I already made it We ain't made it already But we shooting like jelly We be getting that jelli Used to be broke now I'm heavy Some niggas call it fetti Some niggas call it jelli I really don't give a fuck what they call this shit as long as it keeps coming in heavy Swear to God I need to throw some of this shit, I got too many one hundreds already Pulling up in that Phantom, but I remember I couldn't afford a Chevy And I used to sleep on tha floor I had that wake-up-the-world talent, but they was sleep on me though Used to kick it with broke niggas, now tha broke niggas don't see me no more Now I'm on tha TV and my haters see me that's why the TV so low I guess they don't wanna hear me talking about these blessings Wanna see me in a holding tank, no bond money, just stressing Don't even wanna jack me, just wanna hit me with that weapon But I got God with me, that's what they keep forgetting Tha bad bitches, they was laughing at ya boy Now tha bad bitches wanna roll around on tha mattress with ya boy If you got it and ya nigga need it, you can give it to him if that's ya boy Keep getting that jelli my nigga, never let the feds catch ya boy Straight out tha country we started with nothing, we turning into something Was broke in the summer, I came out tha dirt now we getting that money I remember them days a nigga was hurting they thought it was funny We done came a long, long way Yeah we kept it a hundred These niggas ain't ready baby We be stacking that fetti Country nigga so fascinating Soft drops on Chevys Feeling like I already made it We ain't made it already But we shooting like jelly We be getting that jelli Used to be broke now I'm heavy

Run up that shit like it's ándele Got a text from Big Bro what we do today Drop tha top on the drop on tha interstate Please don't fuck up my vibe or my mood today Ain't got no time for no feelings I'm outta state If you ain't really with me you in the way Told dat bitch ain't got time for no dinner date Want it right now not a minute late Running laps on tha track bitch I been in shape Back to back on these bitches like Michael J I might break lil' bro out and go run away How tha fuck is they real and they known to hate Boy these niggas be bitches like Holiday I'm impatient sometimes I don't wanna wait Hard work dedication took some faith Got on my knees and I had to Pray Ya that young nigga exclusive Oh they wanna know how a nigga moving (Ayy) Hustling & flowing like Lucious On the road tryna blow with this music Prolly want Milly to lose it They depending on me I can't lose it Can't stop gotta pop I'm improving If you think a nigga stop bitch you stupid Ya it's time to change the game I'ma level up Out tha twat I wasn't born to be regular (Ayy) Fuck all these hoes I ain't saving nun Fuck these bitches the loot on the schedule Count my blessings, I swear that I'm blessing up Give a fuck if they ten steps ahead of us Bringing pressure I swear I ain't giving up Many days on the couch I was broke as fuck Now I came up! Run up that shit like it's ándele Got a text from Big Bro what we do today Drop tha top on the drop on tha interstate Please don't fuck up my vibe or my mood today Ain't got no time for no feelings I'm outta state If you ain't really with me you in the way Told dat bitch ain't got time for no dinner date Want it right now not a minute late Running laps on tha track bitch I been in shape Back to back on these bitches like Michael J I might break lil' bro out and go run away How tha fuck is they real and they known to hate Boy these niggas be bitches like Holiday I'm impatient sometimes I don't wanna wait Hard work dedication took some faith Got on my knees and I had to Pray (Ayy) (How a nigga moving) (Hustling & flowing like Lucious) (On the road tryna blow with this music)