One Me OMB Peezy (Ft. Sada Baby)

[Intro: OMB Peezy]
Helluva made this beat, baby
Look

[Verse 1: OMB Peezy]
One me, three bitches
Too much smoke up in the room, fuckin' up my vision
Think 'bout takin' somethin' off, hey, them niggas wiggin'
Teach 'em how to tie they shoes, heard them niggas trippin'
Loose talkin' on the phone, I'ma think he snitchin'
Can't be on my line hollerin' 'bout illegal business
You could always find some cookies in my grandma's kitchen
Got a freaky bitch in Houston, saved her under "Whitney"
I might step down and fuck her if she willing
Grew up around it so I ride with extension
Used to tell me stay out grown folks' business
I might stop talking but I'ma still listen
Rob who? Bitch, I keep a thirty on my waistline
Fuck basketball, cross me over, then they dyin'
Bitch, I'm taking everything but I'm takin' my time
Run in a nigga house quick if he play with a dime

[Chorus: OMB Peezy]
Two of y'all, that ain't enough
Better get some more niggas, that chopper eat a nigga's guts
Ayy, I'ma show niggas retaliation is a must
Done seen some shit up in these streets, don't know who I can trust