OMBK 2

By PNV Jay

Released on July 30, 2020

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[Chorus]

GD and


[?]

to the grave

And we still OMBK

Niggas gon' hate that's a shame

Talk like he tough put one in his face

Why this shit always the same?

Glock with a drum I don't gotta aim

Soon as I hit her she came

We spin through shooting, put that boy in a frame


[Verse]

Know my niggas ain't coming to play

Dick in her mouth, you calling her bae

Now I'ma go get to this cake

If we hit him up its not a mistake

Oh that boy Woo, we snooze em

Spinning, get parked, amusement

I hit the bop, I'm grooving

PNV baby come get with the movement

They gon watch everything we doing

Beat up the pussy, spank that

Chain this, chain that

I'ma show you lil dumb niggas straight facts

Put thе Glock where his face at

Hollows hit your top wе erased that

Put the Glock where his face at

Hollows hit your top we erased that

Pull up, we hop out and spark em

We lay em flat, carpet

My shooters don't miss, marksman

Up in Hollywood I feel like a starlet

Dot on his face, we heard you a target

Shoutout Dababy, I'm balling like Charlotte

She throw it back, arch it

Big body, when we pull up can't park it

And you know I'm the shit like I shot it on em

I'ma go dummy, I'ma go dummy

You know I'm going retarded on em

We bend their block, get to sparking on em

I'ma go get the green, asparagus

Verified, ain't no need for comparison

And these shooters be hitting him, he going

Youngin on court, I'm balling like Harrison

And I got a lil treesh, she eat it

Bust in her face and send her to Farragut

And you must be dumb if you think I'ma marry you

We ever fall, I carry it

Who the fuck is a Rah Swish?

Everybody gon dump when the Glock spit

PNV we the top pick, you ain't got it lil nigga this my shit

Everybody in OMB music is trash

Think you lil niggas should give it up

If he moving iffy then we stick him up, he need an EMS to come pick him up

I could really care less about this industry shit

I ain't never need none of you niggas

PNV on his bully so call me grandad cause I'm sonning you niggas

We gon pop out with hoes on hoes

Big poles, you should know we keep plenty of em

Tell your girl to come suck it, I titty fuck her

Shoutout to [?] I'm rolling with [?]

I can't lie if I was from Brooklyn I'd prolly be the hottest youngin they have

They'll thank you for nothin, its sad

We catch em slipping, we doing them bad

Who the fuck is a Gay Savv? They trash

I swear I won't give em a pass

Run up, get done up, get hit with a mag

Bullets hit him, all he saw was a flash

Beat it up then she get in a cab

Used to be broke, I was down on my last

Shooters whipping and cookin like Dexter in the lab

Run and you catching a tag

I'ma straight get to terrorizing man I promise there won't be no running for help

Never asked for a handout, had to go and get up

Get the shit by myself

And these niggas dickriding we beat the shit out em for thinking they GDK

Glock with a 30 it eat his face

Niggas ain't real I can see the hate

Drop Lz, who the fuck is a Leaf, he was just tryna squash beef

Last shit I heard you put out was weak, leave his brains on the backseat

And if you want smoke this TEC free, jump out on Sheff I'ma bake him like Zaxby

And it's still free bro off the rock, brodie got caught with the knockin on him

Lil treesh she sent the drop, we gon pull up straight flockin on him

40 him, hit him and mix him up, lil nigga no [?]

You know we started on lil treesh shit, what the fuck is an AA

You know they been waiting for this to drop

Fuck it up, T up the spot

Big knocks for a opp, when we creeping, slap him up treat him like


[?]

Jakima that lil bitch a thot, and I never try to be something I'm not

Dick riding, you can get off the cock they know we been had it on lock

Ay you fuck with a rapist, shit is not sanctioned

Shooters will pull up and spray shit

I'm spending my bag on em, he try to front on the gang and he catching a facelift

Give a fuck what a young nigga facing

Niggas broke, they need me to replace them

She don't come, give her mouth like braces

Niggas dirt, I ain't bumping no playlist

We see a Woo and knock him out of bounds

He try to run off, better gun him down

All on my cock nigga you a clown, they try to mention niggas for the clout

I'ma fuck a lil structure bitch running her mouth

She'll suck it then she getting out

Big knock on me, got it in my pouch

Back end, we'll brush em leave him on his scalp

Keep hearing my name in these records, they all on my dick

I can never respect them

Let em drop the rake, we gotta check em

And we still in the field like Beckham

They be all on my side, grouped up

Like a sunny day up in Dyckman

Niggas be chatting, stop all the hyping

He ain't wit it he internet typing

New opp in the air, light him up

Hit your treesh from the back, put my kids in her mouth and pipe it up

You say you got it, no way

Fuck it and leave wit a [?]

Been getting Guac-amole

I hit your thot from both ways

PNV the young G, niggas gon hate cause I'm so paid

Don't give a fuck what a hoe say, spin through we letting the pole spray

My drip freeze, hoe please, give her my kids, hold these

Who is your boy? He don't know me

He talk shit but got no cheese

All the opp niggas get off my dick

Bizzy Banks get off my dick

Tell that nigga Famo get off my dick

Niggas be broke and they sick

I was 15 with more money than these niggas ever had in life

[?] he on the mic, brodie with me strapped up like a dyke

Still rolling off Nookie and Ike

Big Glock, you don't wanna fight

If we catch him, he get beat with the pipe

Niggas play so we ended his life

Shooters see him and we hit him on sight

Go get a bag, I'm getting it right

Lil nigga named Leeky what, I don't even know the kid, who is he?

They mention my name for clout, when we spin their block they running like usually

And that young nigga dripping, its awesome

Mixed the Amiri with Louis V

Glock in his chest, we paralyzed him

Got him ducking and dancing like Kooda B

Fuck Woo, fuck Floss, fuck Lz, nigga and fuck [?]

Jay Dee we be smoking his grandma, beat him with a stick and show him on camera

And PNV the godfather of drill, lil nigga show me some manners

Ain't throwing tantrums, brodie gon blam em, brodie gon back out and [?]


[Chorus]

GD and [?] to the grave

And we still OMBK

Niggas gon' hate that's a shame

Talk like he tough put one in his face

Why this shit always the same?

Glock with a drum I don't gotta aim

Soon as I hit her she came

We spin through shooting, put that boy in a frame