O.M.M. by Bertomac Lyrics
[Intro: Frizz]
Man all these niggas been sleeping on us lately
We coming up on some shit, ya'll don't even know it
[B3rt0mac]
715
[Frizz]
We got B-Mac in the works in this shit
Shout out all my Ritner niggas, you know
Shout out all my Philly niggas
We back in this bitch for real
We bout to get 'em
[B3rt0mac]
B3rt0mac!
[Verse: Frizz]
Mom, please don't cry
Gun to my head, shit, I wanna die
Bitch, I'm out my mind
About to go rob, commit this crime and my niggas right here
And they standing by my side
Bitch I'm out my mind
Smoking all that weed
Tell me how you really really really feel about me (how you feel)
R.I.P. to Ali
In this 215 til I D.I.E
Damn, damn
Really tore up
Got a double cup on me and I'm poured up (that lean)
Swisher on me and I'm rolled up
Can't wait 'til I take a bad bitch on the tour bus (no I can't)
Woah, woah
Bitch time to go, 'bout to go grab Matt so we can blow
Don't disrespect me and put me on hold
Got a bad ass bitch and she climb poles
I ain't talkin north or south
She can fit dick in her mouth
I'm the plug, Bitch, I took that route
Don't even try to short me my amount
Bitch, all I know is money, so I know how to count
You can look at my account
All you see is M's
Hunnit, hunnit, hunnit, hunnit Benjamins
Pussy so wet, bouta go swim
She said I want you, man fuck him
Damn, damn
Feel like the man
'Bouta go to P.R. and get a tan
In the stash house, gotta few hunnit grand
In the strip club, blowin bands, bands on bands
They askin me where, where you from
Philly 215 niggas pullin out guns
They ask me am, am I a bitch?
Naw nigga Come on
I ain't run from shit
And I ain't ever snitch, no flaws in the game
Young nigga comin' up, man they know my name
Calling me J, cuz I'm pullin up
Gotta a bad bitch in the tub and she down to fuck (down to fuck)
Now I'm comin' up, Kobe in the clutch
All my niggas bouta smoke on this Dutch
See these pussies wanna test me, I get an A plus
And I'm bussin' at they head when they talk my stuff
[Outro: Frizz]
All these niggas really sleepin'
We just eatin' on some shit
Ya'll niggas need to stop sleepin' on us
We in this bitch, for real
Prophetz Records, holla at me
[B3rt0mac]
715!
Ritner!
Man all these niggas been sleeping on us lately
We coming up on some shit, ya'll don't even know it
[B3rt0mac]
715
[Frizz]
We got B-Mac in the works in this shit
Shout out all my Ritner niggas, you know
Shout out all my Philly niggas
We back in this bitch for real
We bout to get 'em
[B3rt0mac]
B3rt0mac!
[Verse: Frizz]
Mom, please don't cry
Gun to my head, shit, I wanna die
Bitch, I'm out my mind
About to go rob, commit this crime and my niggas right here
And they standing by my side
Bitch I'm out my mind
Smoking all that weed
Tell me how you really really really feel about me (how you feel)
R.I.P. to Ali
In this 215 til I D.I.E
Damn, damn
Really tore up
Got a double cup on me and I'm poured up (that lean)
Swisher on me and I'm rolled up
Can't wait 'til I take a bad bitch on the tour bus (no I can't)
Woah, woah
Bitch time to go, 'bout to go grab Matt so we can blow
Don't disrespect me and put me on hold
Got a bad ass bitch and she climb poles
I ain't talkin north or south
She can fit dick in her mouth
I'm the plug, Bitch, I took that route
Don't even try to short me my amount
Bitch, all I know is money, so I know how to count
You can look at my account
All you see is M's
Hunnit, hunnit, hunnit, hunnit Benjamins
Pussy so wet, bouta go swim
She said I want you, man fuck him
Damn, damn
Feel like the man
'Bouta go to P.R. and get a tan
In the stash house, gotta few hunnit grand
In the strip club, blowin bands, bands on bands
They askin me where, where you from
Philly 215 niggas pullin out guns
They ask me am, am I a bitch?
Naw nigga Come on
I ain't run from shit
And I ain't ever snitch, no flaws in the game
Young nigga comin' up, man they know my name
Calling me J, cuz I'm pullin up
Gotta a bad bitch in the tub and she down to fuck (down to fuck)
Now I'm comin' up, Kobe in the clutch
All my niggas bouta smoke on this Dutch
See these pussies wanna test me, I get an A plus
And I'm bussin' at they head when they talk my stuff
[Outro: Frizz]
All these niggas really sleepin'
We just eatin' on some shit
Ya'll niggas need to stop sleepin' on us
We in this bitch, for real
Prophetz Records, holla at me
[B3rt0mac]
715!
Ritner!