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[Intro]
Oh my God, oh my God
G
G
Huh

[Verse 1: Jadagrace]
Bitch, it's the group
Bitch, it's the group, okay (Okay)
Jump out the booth, step in the coupe
Chop off the roof, let's race (Let's race)
Jump out the roof, let's eat (Let's eat)
My Chase bank swole, so many O's
The teller said, "OMG" (OMG)
The bitch said, "OM—" (OMG)

[Chorus: Jadagrace]
G (Oh my God), G (G), G (G), G (G)
G (G), G (G), G (G), G (G)
T (T), T (T), T (T), T (T)
T (T), T (T), T (T), T (T)

[Verse 2: SWIM & Jadagrace]
You niggas don't understand me (Don't understand)
You bitches don't understand me (Don't understand)
You isn't cousin or family (Cousin or fam)
You isn't brother or sister (Brother or sis)
I just like studio picture (Studio pics)
I need a double like whammy (Double like whammy)
As if he wasn't asleep, don't say a peep
When we get that Grammy (We get that Grammy)