OMD ft. Laffy Taffy Logan, EJ Curlz & Sim Card Lyrics

Bitches on my dick since I got on, yeah I got hype now

4 in the chest, 2 in the head, you need to pipe down (Brrr Bah)

My diamonds shinin' even if they cut the lights out

Fucked 'em with the Glock,

hit em' up when it was bright out (Bah Boom)

Bitch its EJ and im slappin' on the track

Shout out to my mans cuz ima blow yo ass back (Brrrr buh)

Got the 9 up on my hip and thats a fact (Buh bah)

Rackies in my jeans, yeah you know my pockets fat (Fulla racks)

Hit 'em up with the blick, left 'em hurtin'

She gon' shake that ass, imma buy that bitch a Birkin (Cash)

Creep up in the Benz, with the gun, and we lurkin'

I been in the stu' spittin' heat, always workin'

Can't let the lean get cold I double up

Beefin' with the gang, bitch I got my semi tucked (Fa fa fah)

Trippin' off the ack, Henny in my cup (Shit)

Foot up on the gas, and we never lettin' up

Yo my man im dyin' to hit a lick

Yo Laffy Taffy man, these new opps be stressin' me out', go hit 'em up

Ight bet (Fa fa fah)

(Brrrrraaaa)

You know its Laffy Taffy Logan

Yeah fuck the bitch raw, cuz the condom was broken

Exotic gas in my blunts, you know what we smokin'

Brought his mom to my crib and I had that bitch stroakin' (Yeahhh)

Whippin' the Hellcat fuckin' up the rims

Runnin' down on the opps, stomp 'em out in some Timbs

Choppa get to be kickin', bitch im knockin' off his limbs

Fortnite for life, im spendin' hella racks on skins (Brrrrr bah)

Man its three, and im creepin' up the block (Boom)

Money real dirty, and my hip got a Glock (Fa fa fah)

Layed 'em down, he outlined in white chalk (Shit)

Cup fulla ack', bitch im sippin on the wok' (Double up)

Gun got twenty boddies, I dont give a fuck (Nah)

Call up Laffy Taffy, I know he'll hit 'em up (Buh buh buh)

See my .40, now he runnin' out of luck (Fuck)

Swervin' im the beamer, bitch you know we cuttin' up (Skrrrt)

Man I really hope Laffy hit 'em up

Yo EJ you know I spun the block gang

Ight good shit yo

(Buh buh boom)