Ba** Monkei - Oh My lyrics

Oh this sh** is perfect bro, this sh** is crazy Yo, yo if I mess up just keep it rolling Yeah [Hook] Oh man, oh man, oh man, oh my Oh man, oh man, oh man, oh my You don't want to throw hands both hands go by Oh man, oh man, oh man, oh my [Verse 1] Can't nobody mess with me, I been up since Chef Jimmy So I ain't got no rest in me so why y'all out here testing me Hold up, y'all n***as ain't listening, look look look... uh I can't die It'll take a while if you waiting just hang tight Took the big toe so you gotta hang 9 Push the new whip driving like it ain't mine Aye, my team doing big things n***a Made a couple thou that's a big change n***a Everybody watching the wrist game n***a It's the same ain't sh** change n***a They want beats yeah but I need the cash up front Throw it in the bag let me grab those ones Back of the 'lac where the gas don't run Zero got a stack where he stashed Mo gun Yeah, pop out, pull up, hop out I ain't known to flex but sh** I do a lot now How many rounds it take with the box until it's a knock out You say you got the key to success so how you locked out Hit em with the key change n***as always asking can we hang You lookin for a chance to get free things You n***as talk, walk, look, sound, and speak lame [Hook] [Verse 2] Waking up to a** every day I'm thinking I should smash every day Letting all my cash serenade You don't get it I'll let that marinate Riding with that Nina bruh Ya head spinning like a ballerina bruh She ain't bad if I ain't never seen her bruh And if you got a problem talk to Trena bruh Don't act hard n***a don't act up Hiking up your pants tryna act tough Tryna pull up on my fam better back up You don't wanna see a n***a get mad bruh You don't wanna see a n***a have to spazz bruh I recommend you shut up, all I can think is 1 finger 5 letters n***a I'm the truth but you like the lies better You ain't gotta ask, she mine if I met her [hook] (yo this sh** is stupid, oh f**, f** these n***as) [Verse 3] After everything I do for you Let you in my house opened up the stu for you Even lowered down the mic in the booth for you And I spit a lil bit of that new for you You wanna blame me cause your a** can't adapt, accusing me of trying to steal your sh**ty a** raps Why I want yours if all my sh** slap Acting so reckless will have you get clapped