Oh My Nines (Ft. SL, Tiggs Da Author & Yung Fume)

[Intro: Tiggs Da Author]
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Pre-Chorus: Tiggs Da Author]
I don't know what they want, I don't know (I don't know)
In the cold with my Gs, in the cold (Brr, feezing)
We supplying you the ting, in the snow (We supplying)
I think I know what they want, I think I know (Hey, hey, hey, hey)

[Chorus: Tiggs Da Author]
Yeah, I got smoke for your whole fucking ends
On the low, got the woah in the Benz
Only bros, I got no fucking friends
Cos I don't trust 'em, no fucking chance
Buss a move, when I'm juice oh my
In a coupe, getting whoop, from your wife
She was yours, but she loose, now she mine
From the roots to the roof (All my Gs are together)

[Verse 1: Nines]
Take the scale out the cupboard, hit the block then I flood it (Skrr)
New watch looking flooded, paigons watching all gutted (Pussy)
Look at all this white on my clothes, I ain't got time for them hoes
Looking like it snowed in the kitchen, I spent all night by the stove
Heard these niggas wanna run up on me
You niggas better not roll with nanks
Broke rappers talking 'bout yay, I really got Rolls Royce stamps
Niggas act hard all on the net
But when that gun blast you better run fast
Got my first check and like Spike Lee
I did the right thing, I gave my mum half (Uh)