OMG by Khaos Official Lyrics
[Chorus: Vibe Tyson]
Got my racks stacked up
Make em' feel some type of way
When I pull up to the lot in a Bentley truck
Lil bag on me got them hoes go crazy like oh my god
When I pull up to the spot got them hoes go crazy like oh my god
Oh my god, yeah oh my god
Gonna pull up in a Bentley truck
Yeah Bentley truck
Got em' goin' like oh my god
Yeah oh my god
Gonna pull up in a Bentley truck
Yeah Bentley truck
Got em' goin' like oh my god
Yeah oh my god
[Verse 1: Khaos Official]
Rarri drivin down the road, I pull up in the Lambo
I ain’t talkin bout the military, she commando
Even without lockdown, there’s nowhеre you can go
I go anywhere, but stay out of thе bando
Traphouse, mapped out, kill it like a blackout
Track out, lack doubt, imma take the mac out
I be sprayin like a hose, growin gardens like a nose
Wearin all these Gucci clothes, and I tell her touch her toes
She do what I say so, yeah I’m feelin great
She never say no, despite all the hate
I won’t ever stoop low, always make her wait
I won’t ever go slow, ego’s they deflate
When they see me makin money, takin hoes, I got no lows
Sellin shows, no one knows, it’s just how it goes, yeah
I was chose, for the pros, Louis clothes, I got those
I suppose, I compose, my neck is froze, yeah
I don’t get your motivations, guess the feelings mutual
Cause our lives will never be the same
I’m in the one percent, so my life is never usual
And you won’t ever get all of my fame
Matter of fact, that’s the fact of the matter
Makin all this dough, and you stuck just mixin batter
Sales pitch so high it could make the glass shatter
I got all the money, and you madder than a hatter
But you wouldn’t know anything about that
You at the bottom of the chain
I’m here buyin a Gucci hat
And I’m wearin all these chains
She think I’m a god, she on her knee’s and pray
I wasn’t even at this place yesterday
I used to be broke, but I found a way
I don’t care anymore ‘bout what they say
[Chorus: Vibe Tyson]
Got my racks stacked up
Make em' feel some type of way
When I pull up to the lot in a Bentley truck
Lil bag on me got them hoes go crazy like oh my god
When I pull up to the spot got them hoes go crazy like oh my god
Oh my god, yeah oh my god
Gonna pull up in a Bentley truck
Yeah Bentley truck
Got em' goin' like oh my god
Yeah oh my god
Gonna pull up in a Bentley truck
Yeah Bentley truck
Got em' goin' like oh my god
Yeah oh my god
[Verse 2: Khaos Official]
She want the Versace, but I got it on my body
If she bein naughty, then she might get some Versace
But I don’t know, I don’t really care either
Cause I know next week, imma leave her
In the alley out back, I don’t gotta think, yeah
She likes all my ice, cause she skatin on a rink, yeah
Gain a couple mil, each and every time I blink, yeah
If I get stranded, I got so much to drink, yeah
I’m back on it, cause my life so great
Makin dough and cash, and I my house is gate, yeah
I’m back on it, I’m never late
Cause it starts with me, even though they hate, yeah
Doin what I do, so I’m never hustlin
Doin what you do, so I’m doin nothin
I don’t flinch, my Glock won’t be clutchin
At the end of the day, know I be clutchin
It up, huh, up like my direction
I see myself on top of everything in my reflection
Oh yeah, huh, I just be flexin
My body like a trillion Watts, but I ain’t a Texan
Racks stacked up so high they fallin over
I left her and the next day she callin over
I’m a delegate, what I wear, like its Dover
No Yo Gotti but I see you just a poser
Skrtin in the Lambo, takin off in the whip
I don’t do no rock, so they never hittin skip
Ain’t talkin NAV, got rip after rip
This song so hard, and I’m just about to flip
Beat dropped, when I drop this tape
Ain’t sippin purple like a grape
My teeth gold to match the yellow tape
She must be French, cause she call me crepe
[Chorus: Vibe Tyson]
Got my racks stacked up
Make em' feel some type of way
When I pull up to the lot in a Bentley truck
Lil bag on me got them hoes go crazy like oh my god
When I pull up to the spot got them hoes go crazy like oh my god
Oh my god, yeah oh my god
Gonna pull up in a Bentley truck
Yeah Bentley truck
Got em' goin' like oh my god
Yeah oh my god
Gonna pull up in a Bentley truck
Yeah Bentley truck
Got em' goin' like oh my god
Yeah oh my god
Got my racks stacked up
Make em' feel some type of way
When I pull up to the lot in a Bentley truck
Lil bag on me got them hoes go crazy like oh my god
When I pull up to the spot got them hoes go crazy like oh my god
Oh my god, yeah oh my god
Gonna pull up in a Bentley truck
Yeah Bentley truck
Got em' goin' like oh my god
Yeah oh my god
Gonna pull up in a Bentley truck
Yeah Bentley truck
Got em' goin' like oh my god
Yeah oh my god
[Verse 1: Khaos Official]
Rarri drivin down the road, I pull up in the Lambo
I ain’t talkin bout the military, she commando
Even without lockdown, there’s nowhеre you can go
I go anywhere, but stay out of thе bando
Traphouse, mapped out, kill it like a blackout
Track out, lack doubt, imma take the mac out
I be sprayin like a hose, growin gardens like a nose
Wearin all these Gucci clothes, and I tell her touch her toes
She do what I say so, yeah I’m feelin great
She never say no, despite all the hate
I won’t ever stoop low, always make her wait
I won’t ever go slow, ego’s they deflate
When they see me makin money, takin hoes, I got no lows
Sellin shows, no one knows, it’s just how it goes, yeah
I was chose, for the pros, Louis clothes, I got those
I suppose, I compose, my neck is froze, yeah
I don’t get your motivations, guess the feelings mutual
Cause our lives will never be the same
I’m in the one percent, so my life is never usual
And you won’t ever get all of my fame
Matter of fact, that’s the fact of the matter
Makin all this dough, and you stuck just mixin batter
Sales pitch so high it could make the glass shatter
I got all the money, and you madder than a hatter
But you wouldn’t know anything about that
You at the bottom of the chain
I’m here buyin a Gucci hat
And I’m wearin all these chains
She think I’m a god, she on her knee’s and pray
I wasn’t even at this place yesterday
I used to be broke, but I found a way
I don’t care anymore ‘bout what they say
[Chorus: Vibe Tyson]
Got my racks stacked up
Make em' feel some type of way
When I pull up to the lot in a Bentley truck
Lil bag on me got them hoes go crazy like oh my god
When I pull up to the spot got them hoes go crazy like oh my god
Oh my god, yeah oh my god
Gonna pull up in a Bentley truck
Yeah Bentley truck
Got em' goin' like oh my god
Yeah oh my god
Gonna pull up in a Bentley truck
Yeah Bentley truck
Got em' goin' like oh my god
Yeah oh my god
[Verse 2: Khaos Official]
She want the Versace, but I got it on my body
If she bein naughty, then she might get some Versace
But I don’t know, I don’t really care either
Cause I know next week, imma leave her
In the alley out back, I don’t gotta think, yeah
She likes all my ice, cause she skatin on a rink, yeah
Gain a couple mil, each and every time I blink, yeah
If I get stranded, I got so much to drink, yeah
I’m back on it, cause my life so great
Makin dough and cash, and I my house is gate, yeah
I’m back on it, I’m never late
Cause it starts with me, even though they hate, yeah
Doin what I do, so I’m never hustlin
Doin what you do, so I’m doin nothin
I don’t flinch, my Glock won’t be clutchin
At the end of the day, know I be clutchin
It up, huh, up like my direction
I see myself on top of everything in my reflection
Oh yeah, huh, I just be flexin
My body like a trillion Watts, but I ain’t a Texan
Racks stacked up so high they fallin over
I left her and the next day she callin over
I’m a delegate, what I wear, like its Dover
No Yo Gotti but I see you just a poser
Skrtin in the Lambo, takin off in the whip
I don’t do no rock, so they never hittin skip
Ain’t talkin NAV, got rip after rip
This song so hard, and I’m just about to flip
Beat dropped, when I drop this tape
Ain’t sippin purple like a grape
My teeth gold to match the yellow tape
She must be French, cause she call me crepe
[Chorus: Vibe Tyson]
Got my racks stacked up
Make em' feel some type of way
When I pull up to the lot in a Bentley truck
Lil bag on me got them hoes go crazy like oh my god
When I pull up to the spot got them hoes go crazy like oh my god
Oh my god, yeah oh my god
Gonna pull up in a Bentley truck
Yeah Bentley truck
Got em' goin' like oh my god
Yeah oh my god
Gonna pull up in a Bentley truck
Yeah Bentley truck
Got em' goin' like oh my god
Yeah oh my god