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letra de omg!!! - je; adot

[intro]
oh my god!
god d-mn!
oh my god!

[verse 1: je; adot]
walk in the trap like i do not care
we smoking opps, like, straight from the air
i am the prince, no bel air
adot the best and they know that i’m rare
i call up zi, she really on timing
he on my block, that boy need to sign in
i got a glock, so why would i fight him?
i’ll call a shordy, we might just go line him
i don’t give a f-ck
mario, green on my body, 1-up
upping the score like we level up
call up my ootas, they keeping it tucked
bag that lil boy, put that boy in the trunk
call up my ootas, they run up and dump
he feeling hot, he get sent to the sun

[chorus: je; adot & zzoir]
oh
oh my god!
oh
oh my god!
oh
oh my god!
oh my god!
oh my god!
oh my god!

[verse 2: zzoir]
oh my god!
dap up my cup, fill that sh-t with wock
and i’m with your b-tch, make her panties drop
he told me he love me, but that n-gga blocked
f-ck my ex too, b-tch, and she got a wap
oh my god!
y’all n-ggas dead and we smoking that pack
i’m f-cking your b-tch and her ass fat
i beat a b-tch ass, i don’t pull tracks
he say he get b-tches, yeah, that sh-t was whack
i don’t do dap, i only f-ck with bumps
he beat up this p-ssy like this sh-t a drum
he tried to play me, n-gga i am not dumb
oh my god!
[verse 3: je; adot]
oh my god, i’m counting this money
he tried to run up, that boy is a dummy
fat ass n-gga got shot in his tummy
adot the best, he counting his stacks
dissing on adot, get shot in your back
i got the glock, bae relax
how she gon’ diss if i pull out her tracks?
i’ve already won
how they gon’ diss? you just lost
adot the best, i got the sauce
haters on me so i’m shaking them off
score on the opps, we shaking them up
talk on the net but that boy is not tough
stab, stab, he ain’t have enough

[chorus]
oh
oh my god!
oh
oh my god!
oh
oh my god!
oh my god!
oh my god!

- je adot

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