OTG (Explicit) - Yung Donny
Lyrics by：Donavon James
Composed by：Donavon James
Poof on the gang
Money piled up through the roof on the gang
Lock n loaded boy you better shoot on the gang
Rarri be like zoom I'm smokin goofies on the gang
On the gang
On the gang
On the gang
Piled up racks in my jeans
Told his a*s don't come around us
Ou louiV smoke his a*s like black and mild's
What
I do not sip lean I'm smokin this gas
Make his a*s billy jean
Red bottoms top shotta rottweiler
Bang
Arm it up I got shells like a tank
Do the race blue face close case
I be like let's make a deal
Money it come in for real
Choppa with steel
I came for mine
Been on my hustle my grind
B***h yea I play eye for an eye
Won't let you take it from
Yea
Gucci from head to toe
Yea
Go from coast to coast
Yea
Just let you n***a know
Yea
Pockets go stupid
They go dumb
Spin like a drum
We get the dub
Fake a*s b***h don't show no love
Come around me you might get crunched
Poof on the gang
Money piled up through the roof on the gang
Lock n loaded boy you better shoot on the gang
Rarri be like zoom I'm smokin goofies on the gang
On the gang
On the gang
On the gang
Diamonds on my fist
Make a n***a feel like Bruce Lee
Someone said I don't know I feel like sway lee
Uppercut his a*s I'm ballin to hard I'm feelin like KD
Superman that h*e boy you a simp she didn't need saving
Play wit me you know it's suicide
Gang s**t we don't miss dead shot
Hit ya b***h flex up new Louboutin's
I count my bands Blue Benjamin's
I make it rain go tell your friends
Ice on my neck float like pelicans'
Toucan Sam s**t wrist be dancin
That b***h crazy
Charles Manson
These n***as hatin you know that I'm laughin
I run up the beat and you know I be spazzin
These n***as fake know they be cappin
I run up the bank my lettuce be stackin
Poof on the gang
Money piled up through the roof on the gang
Lock n loaded boy you better shoot on the gang
Rarri be like zoom I'm smokin goofies on the gang
On the gang
On the gang
On the gang
