OMS (feat. Nex2C)

Somebody get the tissue I'm back up on my shit today Ain't he so official at least that's what them bitches say I'm beating like Donkey Kong coming down bumpin' Nothing but my J's on Michael Jordan dunkin' Pimping pens wrecking mics flipping ends and turning dykes Haters everywhere I go I must be doing something right Flow as cold as polar ice I'm going home with something nice Have her calling out to Christ I guarantee she coming twice I'm back up on my shit today I'm back up on my shit I'm back up on my shit today At least that's what them bitches say uh I'm so cold even if you bundled up Still I can make a nigga freeze Like I was the police And I stay up on my shit That's why I don't say I'm back on it And probably the reason I get the stink face What did he say These haters always pushing me to be great One of these days he gone admit I'm what he ain't A left field, stand out playa wit a lotta game Freaking on women thicker than cheesecakes Months weeks days I get it in Forever I'm working no days off Can't take a loss don't need breaks No delay increase pace increase pay Repeat play each beat slay till we straight Who competes with me see I'm insane No mind at all go dumb I don't see lames They looking in awe Ain't no cooking no raw Ain't no cooking involved I sushi the beat Then serve it to you all I just keep it coming Hate it or love it I'm just doing me Defecating on these beats wit Jae Gotem You already know what I need Somebody get the tissue I'm back up on my shit today I'm back up on my shit I'm back up on my shit today At least that's what them bitches say uh