Jah Billz - O.T.G Lyrics

Waiting at home plate telling hoes slide
Niggas press back when you show them the iron
Get on track and black like Kodak
Only trust gang these hoes be lying
Niggas in the street like traffic
Can't stop now too active
She can't t be mine too savage
A bitch getting rich off lashes
If her bar lit, you can't tell that broad shit
Mixing light and dark yeah
That's gone make you nauseous
We just f*ck bitch we don't talk
This kind of vibe don't die
Disrespect gang then it's beyond us
Niggas can't save your life
Walk in any spot like I run it
Got it right cuz I failed a lot
Streams looking like cellphone numbers
Jeans Amiri these cost a lot
New Chanel on my bitch cuz she big on it
I got dollars to spend cuz she spit on it
She eyeing my diamonds they lit up
What's your name bitch I'm buying you dinner
Designer purses
All you see is designer in person
We touching chicken no churches
Amiri my sweater she cry on my shoulder
But dying to eat, cry in Philippe's
The girl of your dreams sleep right with me
Bitch can't sing for shit but she gone hit those highs for me
If her bar lit, you can't tell that broad shit
Mixing light and dark yeah
That's gone make you nauseous
Ahh shit
Waiting at home plate telling hoes slide
Niggas press back when you show them the iron
Get on track and black like kodak
Only trust gang these hoes be lying
Niggas in the street like traffic
Can't stop now too active
She can't be mine too savage
A bitch getting rich off lashes
If her bar lit, you can't tell that broad shit
Mixing light and dark yeah
That's gone make you nauseous
We just f*ck bitch we don't talk
This kind of vibe don't die
Disrespect gang then it's beyond us
Niggas can't save your life