OHMAMI

Chase Atlantic

Score: 9
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Played: 18

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[Intro: Mitchel Cave] Bitch, I'm fuckin' styling (Ooh) Yeah (Ooh, oh) Yeah (Woah) Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Yeah, yeah [Verse 1: Mitchel Cave] Cuban link, diamond cross I got a Spanish chiquita "No habla inglés," not at all, no Cut up three lines like Adidas She clean that shit up with her nose And I got a kilo, no Kilimanjaro Baby, just a mountain of coke [Chorus: Mitchel Cave] Ooh, mami, this a new 'Rari Hit one-fifty on the dash, I bent the corner Then she bent it for me sideways, ah I might have to fuck her on the highway Yeah, ooh, woah Ooh, mami, I got blue molly I throw Louis V, Supreme on top of Murakami Bitch, I'm fuckin' styling, yeah I might say I love her, but I'm liking Yeah-ah, yeah, woah [Post-Chorus: Mitchel Cave] Oh no, no, no, oh Yeah, yeah [Verse 2: Christian Anthony] Mamacita, I can see the Devil in your eyes Muy bonita, tú quieres estar by my side She might make me stay in for the night For the night, oh-oh-oh Call Maria, let's get drunk I haven't been out for a month Got a two-liter in the back And another bottle in the trunk Colombian girl in the front seat The foreign girls showin' me love Tellin' your friends that you hate me But I know you can't get enough [Chorus: Mitchel Cave] Ooh, mami, this a new 'Rari Hit one-fifty on the dash, I bent the corner Now, now bend it for me sideways, ah I might have to fuck her on the highway (Ooh, ooh) Yeah, yeah, woah [Verse 3: Mitchel Cave] Ooh, oh my I don't wanna take this call I'm too high, red eyes She might even take the fall if I ask her Baby, pop it backwards Actin' extra, but she never been an actress, yeah Ah shit Oh yeah, yeah, woah Oh yeah, yeah, yeah Oh yeah, yeah Oh shit [Bridge: Mitchel Cave] I said, I said, "Ooh mami, this a new 'Rari" Bitch, I'm fuckin' styling, I don't need no stylist All of my dogs, they be ridin' [Verse 4: Mitchel Cave] Shit Fuck a double date (Shit) Double-down on everything I say (Shit) You can bring your friend, but she don't get to stay (Hey) Guarantee she end up leavin' anyway Never play, dog, watch out (Watch out) Dark flames when my doors swing out (Swing out) Switch lanes on a one-way route Switchblade make your blood pour out Make it rain in a drought Hop in, hop out Motherfucker, get down when I say, "Down" Brown duffle bag, I fill it up with thirty clip rounds Drop shit, pop wheelies, fuck a breakdown I don't give a— Bitch, I'ma slide either way Please do not try me today I seen the static from a mile away She wanna fuck me, okay She wanna know how it tastes [Outro: Mitchel Cave] Yeah, yeah Fuck all that talkin', I'm restless Yeah I pray that I don't get arrested Pray that you wake up for breakfast Pray that you wake up for breakfast