O. O. T. W. lyrics

Part 1

[Intro]
Gotit

[Verse]
Interstellar, she outta this world
Crash land, I'ma rock your world
BB Simon all on your belt
So bad she could make hearts melt
So I cop me a two tone ring
Might go bust down my chain
Might style diamond dust my fangs
Audemar AP, no plain
Big booties on all of my baes
Ain't shy when she off of the yay
Smashing whoopty thots all day
Smashing whoopty thots all day
Big booties on all of my baes
Ain't shy when she off of the yay
Smashing whoopty thots all day
Smashing whoopty thots all day
Everyday, all day, each day
It's the Weeknd, Abel, Cain
Max B, lot of Perky waves
Frank Ocean, Novocain, yeah
Ain't no thing, yeah
Tornado spin in my brain
On them things [?], yeah
The waterfall flow with the lean
Keep stacks and a light that beam
FN and an SMG
Been a wild thing in love with the heat, yeah
[Bridge]
Ridе with the fire, the stick
Glock ninеteen with a di*k
Make a n*gga reload his clip
Make a n*gga reload his clip
Boy don't tip, yeah
Waste my time about a b*tch
n*ggas ain't talking about money
n*ggas ain't talking about sh*t, ooh

[Outro]
Interstellar, she outta this world
Crash land, I'ma rock your world
BB Simon all on your belt
So bad she could make hearts melt
So I cop me a two tone ring
Might go bust down my chain
Might style diamond dust my fangs
Audemar AP, no plain
Big booties on all of my baes
Ain't shy when she off of the yay
Smashing whoopty thots all day
Smashing whoopty thots all day
Big booties on all of my baes
Ain't shy when she off of the yay
Smashing whoopty thots all day
Smashing whoopty thots all day
Everyday, all day, each day
It's the Weeknd, Abel, Cain
Max B, lot of Perky waves
Frank Ocean, Novocain, yeah
Ain't no thing, yeah
Tornado spin in my brain
On them things [?], yeah
The waterfall flow with the lean
Keep stacks and a light that beam
FN and an SMG
Been a wild thing in love with the heat, yeah
Part 2

[Verse]
I send hits, don't interact with peasants
You just p*ssed, none of your [?]
Hold up that's your miss, shawty been slayed and hell bent
You ain't on sh*t, choppa gon' spit them shells then
Outta context, don't twist up my words
Make me vomit, broke ass ho, she a bird
Make me nauseous, n*ggas ain't about they word
Credibility, it look like yours get worse
f*ck her silly, I ain't even off no Perc'
What's the deal-y, is it smoke 'cause you three round burst
Talking about a bag I cash that, talking about money I grab that
Talking about you with the bad hoes, n*gga you wack, where that clap at
Real super model I bag that
n*ggas drop bombs like Baghdad
Wet a n*gga block like split, splat
In a b*tch mouth like Tic Tac
f*ck all the bullsh*t, chit chat
Wet a n*gga up, I did that
Real thick b*tch, I'ma hit that
Throw it back, break it like a Kit Kat
n*ggas don't want no ones, we all sticked up, b*tch came with a gun
Pull up on n*ggas, hop out, they run
Pull up on n*ggas, they scared, they dumb
n*gga my AK working, always consulting, yeah it dump
n*ggas love bringing up old sh*t they could've did, but never did done
[Refrain]
Miss me with that sh*t, miss me with that sh*t
Miss me with that sh*t, miss me with that sh*t
Miss me with that sh*t, miss me with that sh*t
Miss me with that sh*t, miss me with that sh*t
Miss me with that sh*t, miss me with that sh*t
Miss me with that sh*t, miss me with that sh*t
Miss me with that sh*t, miss me with that sh*t
Miss me with all that sh*t, miss me with all that sh*t
Miss me with all that sh*t, miss me with all that sh*t
Miss me with all that sh*t, miss me with all that sh*t
Miss me with all that sh*t, miss me with all that sh*t
Miss me with all that sh*t, miss me with all that sh*t
Miss me with all that sh*t, miss me with all that sh*t
For real
Nah, for real