Omeretta the fucking great, man You smell me How they say imma do this shit?
Bust them out the bricks Could've turned into a killer Picked up a mic instead of picking up a pistol Dad hit the sky when I was one years old Thought I was gone be a pussy but I turned out ruthless Still staying humble while my name get bigger Did it on my own it's a must they saluting They ain't have faith but I still had to tell them Nigga shot, have a shot, don't give a fuck if they recruiting You ain't know I was gone blow like that? I ain't struggle from the hood just to go right back? I'm the topic of discussion I'm Omeretta Got em fussing like we young mc gotta flow like that See matter of fact Listen I'm the mothafucking greatest to do it I'm the one that caused all the confusion I'm the reason that lil' baby be losing I'm the bitch that got yo nigga on the virgin move
Omg The fuck wrong with these lil bitty bitches? It's Omeretta the Great The hardest female rapper alive, bitch (I'm the mothafuckin, I'm the mothafuckin) Yeah y'all already know what the fuck goin on
Please chill with all the rumors You little wimps OTG ain't never heard of ya Killing the game I'm a murder You want the prime example Of the mildest rapper See I pick the trees with the finest apples You pick the leaves on the ground beneath And you don't catch the wave to the finer chapter
Issa dummy Should've told them Omeretta coming Should've told them press the gas when they had leeway All of a sudden bitches wanna hack geist Keep talking crazy and you'll find out how ya teeth taste Nah forreal, I'm as cocky as it gets But I'm all forreal Only kissed him on the cheek and he caught the chills Only kicked for a week, he tryna lock the seal Nah lil buddy I don't wanna kick it witcha Skate witcha Smoke witcha Shit, cause I never seen a real nigga turn into a bitch You as pussy as it gets, call you Garfield Run dat off, bring that ass back like a cartwheel Niggas like you don't deserve to be breathing Put em in the water cause I heard they be leaching Shawty ten toes down, don't need the crew to get the bucket And if the top'll gain money Clog my ears till they flooding
I just want a billion dollars That baby from the hood, but that baby gone be great They be ducking when they hear them choppas Real street punk somebody keep that lil baby safe Omeretta the Great I like the sound of that At the end of the day they gone feel it We going to the moon, taking off fuck a ceiling And everything I spoke about to day you know I live it Ya hear me?
Ya hear me? I do this shit with no effort Ya feel me OTG y'all ain't gone never eva forget this shit Bitch, you know what time it is You know what the fucking going on Ya smell me It's the beast, the greatest to do it Bitch! I could've kept going on these hoes I coulda kept rapping I coulda kept tearing this beat out the fucking frame But imma chill Imma let these hoes get a lil opportunity to speak Imma be chill, Imma calm the fuck down Sike, hahaTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
