OTW Lyrics

On the way to spend the weekend in Miami

I put my bitch in a jeep she use to drive a Camry

She asking questions like

When can I meet your family

I told her first girl pop that pussy like a Zany

Plan B they come in handy

Nut on her cheeks like her name Sandy

But I'm fucking Mandy she catching feeling like

Jarvis Landry oh no It can't be

I ate the pussy like its a pantry she sweet as candy

Hopped out the plane jet lag

Like I'm fucking on my bitch I came fast

Got two bitches on two bitches do the math

New corvette I'm about to do the dash

She sucking dick while I'm driving

Man I hope I don't crash

I'm in Miami don't know how to act

I'm fucking my bitch like I just snorted crack

She fucking with me cause she said I look like I rap

If she want to kick it with me

She got to bring her cat

She don't like white boys just black

I fucked her too good now the hoe attached

She blowing up my phone I won't respond back

God damn why she text in all caps

Put a North Carolina nigga on the map

They gone say its poetry the way I snap

I don't got hoe in me thats facts

Don't say you know me that's cap

You not my homie you a rat

I'm in Miami for the week

With a baddie heading to the beach

She suck my dick till my heart stop like a sneeze

I might fuck a asian bitch

Make the baby blackanese

I'm smoking on kush OG

I'm in the four four deep

I don't play for the hornets I'm coaching

Told that freaky bitch take out her tampon

Got blood on my face like I'm Tony Montana

I'm putting in work like it's labor

I just killed the pussy hope God is her savior

Like a Mailman I'm getting this paper

Her pussy twitching I turned her to a Harlem Shaker

Oh for you no I can't do no favors

You owe me six hundred dollars Nigga pay up

And if you don't think I'm gone find You you a fool

Nigga I know where the fuck You go to school

Have your momma find you die in the living room

Judging by the way you played me

I'm gone have to do it

You ain't finna have me in these streets looking stupid

You won't ever see me in these streets

Without my tool aim right at his heart

I shoot that nigga like I'm Cupid

Hopped out the plane jet lag

Living every single day like its my last

Warm weather palm trees the perfect clash

On the beach laid back smoking on gas

Brought a bad bitch to the hotel we bought to smash

I'm in Miami T'd up in the city

Too drunk in this bitch acting mother fucking silly

I just spot a baddie God damn shawty pretty

Shawty do narcotics for her pop a pill

I slid on this beat like I got on some Heelys

Her pussy pink I beat it red like I'm Trippie

If your going out to eat make sure that you're tipping

If you not gone do it then get pop at your kidneys

We on the way to Miami