OMG lyrics

[Intro]
Oh-oh-oh my God, oh my, oh my, oh-oh-oh-oh— (Uh)

[Verse 1: Amberlicious]
In a fur coat, doing drugs in a trap house
I'm the kinda b*tch to blow your mind then blow ya back out
And when I'm in the club, always gotta have my ass out
Put somethin' in his drink and I'll rob him when he pass out (Oop)
I pull up to the party, looking toe-up
And when I'm on a 'shroomie, I'ma throw u-u-up
b*tch, all my opps ugly with no butt
And you're not even a ho, you're a whole sl*t
If you got cash, let's call the plug
Let's turn up, yo, I want drugs
(When I'm on Molly) I want hugs
I'm so sweet and filled with love
You b*tches hate me 'cause I'm pretty
Yo, I wake up, and I look c*nt, b*tch
I'm real in every hood, so I don't feel the need to stunt, b*tch (Yeah, I am, b*tch)
I don't like uglies, I don't like bricks (Sorry)
I don't like b*tches, I don't like tricks
But if I need coins, I'ma take that sh*t (Okay)
Yeah, if I need coins, I'ma take that di*k
I wish I had a twin, so she could be my bestie
But I'd probably try to f*ck 'cause I'm so sexy
Damn, that was outta pocket, I should probably stop it
She thought she was fish, but, b*tch, I been clocked her
Anyways I could take your man, like, any day
He just gave me brain, but he's still gonna pay (Woo)
Still gonna slay, 'cause that's what I do, b*tch
Ate on the beat, and now I'm 'bout to chew this
I'm what the truth is, all you b*tches clueless
Can't beat your face, and you lookin' like a Dufus
On the A Train, just queenin' out
Pullin' all the trade, always be feenin' out (Ah)
[Chorus]
Oh my, oh my, oh-oh-oh-oh my God-God, oh my God
Oh my God, oh my, oh my, oh-oh-oh-oh my God-God
Oh my God, oh my God, oh my, oh my, oh-oh-oh-oh—
Oh my God-God, oh my God, oh my, oh my, oh-oh-oh— (Dollparts)

[Verse 2: Jade Nicole]
In a fur coat, doing drugs in a mansion
I'm the type of b*tch to hold a baby for a ransom
Only f*ck him if he sweet, never f*ck him if he handsome
I'ma take his cards, take his couch, take his dog, and then I'll pants him (Mwah, aw)
Candy in your face like I'm f*cking Willy Wonka
Strut to the gas station to get a monster
Your fifteen minutes up, I'ma last longer
They bumping my beats at the parties in Sri Lanka (Hey)
I'm so happy, like it's motherf*cking beep-bop (Yay)
Spend a whole check on some clothes from Depop
Been flippin' tracks back since I worked in a tea shop
Leave these hoes real shook, break them down and they rip up
b*tches think they hot, but I'll be way colder
Been that tranny b*tch, poppin' out in Minnesota
Once I get a budget, b*tch, it's gon' be over
'Cause I got all the power and I ain't talking solar (Ah)

[Bridge: Amberlicious & Bella Morelos]
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh (Ah-oh, trade, trade, trade, trade, oh)
Oh, oh-oh, oh-ah, woo (Ah-oh, trade, trade, trade, trade, ah-ah)
(So hey everybody, my name is Tasty, and I'm the baddest b*tch, period)
(And I got your girl—) Uh
[Verse 3: That Kid]
I'm tryna f*ck, baby, pass them amphetamines (Huh)
Who got Coke, who got Xans, or some Ketamine?
HorsegiirL sh*t, baby, I'm a Keta-Queen
Beat a b*tch up, goin' schizo on my Charlie Sheen
Party don't start 'til I barge in
All the di*ks I stay enlargin'
Talk sh*t, b*tch, I beg your pardon
I'ma terrorize you hoes, Bin Laden (Oh my God)
Sucked a di*k for some weed at the dispo
I'm in a corset tryna give thinspo
On the blade, no panties, and a mink coat
Bad b*tch with a grip and a mean throat
Mean b*tch 'cause I make him sob
Got shooters on me like it's C.O.D
TK, baby, makes it pop
Amberlish sh*t, b*tch, oh my God

[Chorus]
Oh my, oh my, oh-oh-oh-oh my God-God, oh my God
Oh my God, oh my, oh my, oh-oh-oh-oh my—
Oh my God, oh my God, oh my, oh my, oh-oh— (Uh<!--)<br-->Oh my God-God, oh my God, oh my, oh my, oh-oh-oh—
Oh my God, oh my God, oh my, oh my, oh-oh-oh-oh—

[Outro: Rolling Ray]
Hoo-ye, ah, hoo-ye