Intimate OhGeesy (Ft. Bino Rideaux)

[Intro: OhGeesy]
(Beat that motherfucker up, Quad)
Hey
I know you so mad, it's so sickening (Sick)
The way I'm shittin' on you niggas and I'm glistening
Real trap nigga, point me where the kitchen is
I'm a real nigga, you ain't the equivalent

[Chorus: OhGeesy]
Me and your bitch gettin' intimate, ayy
I'm that nigga that be hittin' it, ayy
Mike Amiri jeans, very limited, ayy
Very limited, ayy
Me and your bitch gettin' intimate, ayy
I'm that nigga that be hittin' it, ayy
Mike Amiri jeans, very limited, ayy
They very limited, ayy

[Verse 1: OhGeesy]
I know you so mad, it's so sickening (Sick)
The way I'm shittin' on you niggas and I'm glistening
Real trap nigga, point mе where the kitchеn is
I'm a real nigga, you ain't the equivalent
I'm a real nigga, we just ain't the same, bro
Even if you got some money, fuck the same hoes
Bad bitches fuck on lames too, you ain't know?
I don't think it's a spot that I can't go
Twenty racks in my pocket, it's a bankroll
Give me that pussy, heard it taste like mango
Fuck her in the suite, used to hit it in the bando
Turn it to the side, I'ma fuck it at an angle
Make you do some yoga, pop it like a soda
Bread like a toaster, throw the rock like I'm Hova
Said, I'll make you do some yoga, pop it like a soda
Got one question, name a nigga colder
Ayy, bitch, I'm the snowman, I don't never hold hands
I don't want love, I just want me some more bands
Tryna stay low, duckin' feds and the attention
I don't cop chops if it don't come with an extension
Bitch, I'm the snowman, I don't never hold hands
I don't want love, I just want me some more bands
Tryna stay low, duckin' feds and the attention
I don't cop chops if it don't come with an extension, nigga