​oya lyrics

[Intro]
(Yo, tana)
Slatt

[Chorus]
n*gga, watch how I step
I got that b*tch on me, it go blam
Why all these f*ck-ass n*ggas be hams?
I need that paper, b*tch, or I dip
Give a deposit then I can flip
I just be talkin' sh*t they could feel
That sh*t make you go, "Oh, yeah"

[Verse]
Can't text back, young n*gga too real
Keep two hoes, young n*gga too player
Make a n*gga Philly dance, no 2Rare
I only f*ck that b*tch if she bad
.556 gon' go through his ass
My n*ggas drop down, then we attack
I got that G19 on my lap
My brother Suwoo like blatt
I'm on the phone with slatt, he off flats
Just kickin' sh*t with the fam'

[Chorus]
I got that b*tch on me, it go blam
Why all these f*ck-ass n*ggas be hams?
I need that paper, b*tch, or I dip
Give a deposit then I can flip
I just be talkin' sh*t they could feel
That sh*t make you go, "Oh, yeah"
Sh-sh-sh*t make you go, "Oh, yeah"
Oh, yeah, that sh*t make you go, "Oh, yeah"
Oh, yeah, that sh*t make you go, "Oh, yeah"
That sh*t make you go, "Oh, yeah"
Sh-sh-sh*t make you go, "Oh, yeah"
Oh, yeah, that sh*t make you go, "Oh, yeah"
Oh, yeah, that sh*t make you go, "Oh, yeah"