O.D.

By MEMBA

Released on April 26, 2018

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[Verse 1]

Memba Memba, we was broke remember

Lord forgive me

Let nobody test me

I can't hold my temper

I’ve been cold as shoulders; Frozen over

Know, my soul December

Open up that window

I've been smoking, gas pedal

To that fucking metal


[Verse 2]

Memba Memba, we was broke remember

Lord forgive me

Let nobody test me

I can't hold my temper, yeah (yeah)

Memba Memba, we was broke remember

Used to trap the rental

Open up the magazine my bitch the center

Remember Memba? Wait nah

Let me jog it (jog)

I just keep them banknotes

Woah I don’t jot shit

Can't you see this carpet

Alpaca, hoe you blot this

Skirt off in a spaceship

Your bitch in my cockpit


[Pre-Drop]

Think I'm going up

I might do too much

Think I'm going up

I might do too much

Think I'm going up

Think I'm going up

Think I'm going up

I might do too much


[Drop]


[Verse 3]

Whoa ha, whoa ha

Okay she want the bezzle

Yeah, I want the mental

Yeah, I'm crash landing

Look at my incidentals

Yeah, hot off the kettle

Yeah, high off my level

Yeah, teardrop booty on her

That’s so sentimental, yeah


[Verse 4]

Look at the ice

Look at it yikes

Look at the pink in the sprite

Look at the sugar

Look at the spice

We can do everything nice

Ain’t no showing us

Did we prove too much

What's that in my cup

Think my proof too much


[Pre-Drop]

Think I’m going up

I might do too much

Think I'm going up

I might do too much

Think I'm going up

Think I'm going up

Think I’m going up

I might do too much


[Drop]