M.O.G - World tour Lyrics

Welcome to the world tour, we're lit!
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na
Ready?
Who's on my phone? (Ring)
Who's on my phone? (Ring)
I can hear, the dial tone
I don't want to talk, to a damn soul
Who's on my phone?
Who's on my phone?
Who's at the door?
Satan, and the devil
Bitch, I'm cool like a water bottle
In the freezer
I'ma put my soul, on fire
Bitch I'm lit, like I'm Frieza
Flyer, cuter than any challengers
You can't keep up, I'm too fast
Going faster, going faster
Whoa whoa, and I'm higher
Whoa whoa, i'm the flyest
Ballin' like Melo
3 to the dome
Ball like Melo
3 to the dome, 3 to the dome, huh, huh
I'm trapped, in my dome
Straight, in my head
Oxycodone, get me high
Of, of the oxycodone
(Ho, ho) i feel alone
Here comatose
Angels with halos
Waking me up, from my nap
It's time to rap, rap, rap, rap
Time to cap, cap, cap, cap, cap
Got a gun, got a hoe, hoe
Got no hoes, I got my girl
And she's, my world
I will never leave, leave
Her, her, her
Me and her, is forever
Me and her, is forever
At the world tour, ha-ha, at the world tour
F*ckin' her hardcore
F*ckin' her while, I'm bored, huh
She ain't bored, huh, huh
Woah, woah
Come to the world tour (we LIT!)
Come to the world tour (BITCH WE LIT!)