[Verse 1: RJmrLA]I'm tryna smoke and get some head (Both)Give your girl good dick, make her piss her bedShe get you hook up in that water, watch her fish her manShe switchin' hands, go hibachi like she Ms. JapanI'm switchin' Lams, switch the Rovers out in SwitzerlandThey roll over and retire like it's MichelinYou know me, I'm OT with the bitch againShe OD about the D like it's MichiganSpread limbs with my trees, ain't no keys on my keysHad them twins doing threes, fucking friends and enemiesMy pants from Italy, ayy, bands on guillotine, ayyTwins from Sicily, got plans to hit a beatThey been running through these rappers like it's hip-hopThey said all lives matter, I said, "Bitch, stop"Just liplock 'till your panties get that drip spotI just fucked they monkey ass in Bape flip flops[Chorus: RJmrLA & O.T. Genesis]Oh, hold upI got some time to roll upAh, ah, pay me to show upYou not a man, you'd go upBitch, don't bang my line (Oh, my, oh, my)You ain't gotta bang my line (Oh, my, oh, my)Oh, waitOh, hold upI got some time to roll upAh, gotta pay me to show upYou not a man, you'd go upBitch, don't bang my line (Oh, my, oh, my)You ain't gotta bang my line (Oh, my, hold up, yeah, oh, wait)Oh, hold up (Hold up, hold up, hold up)I got some time to roll up (Roll up that dope)You gotta pay me to show upYou not a man, you'd go upBitch, don't bang my line (O.T.)You ain't gotta bang my lineOh, wait[Verse 2: O.T. Genesis]Don't call my phone, don't text me, bitch (Yeah)All this ice on me, Wayne Gretzkey, bitch (Ah)Runnin' 'round town, yeah, you know you a hoYou done fucked every nigga, now you calling 'em broYeah, you look good, baby, but you ain't shitShould've been a baseball 'cause you do get hitYou a plan B, Plan A ain't fittin' you rightSpeaking of Plan B, that's what you took last night (Ugh)You gon' need a oil change on that broke ass BenzTold you 'bout hanging with your broke ass friendsAin't gon' never be a main, you ain't stableYou a side piece and you at another nigga tableNobody picking up, bitch, don't hit meYou done got everybody, you ain't gon' get meIt's some shit that you just don't getYou should've been in gymnastics, you a flip[Chorus: RJmrLA]Oh, hold upI got some time to roll upAh, ah, pay me to show upYou not a man, you'd go upBitch, don't bang my line (Oh, my, oh, my)You ain't gotta bang my line (Oh, my, oh, my)Oh, waitOh, hold upI got some time to roll upAh, gotta pay me to show upYou not a man, you'd go upBitch, don't bang my line (Oh, my, oh, my)You ain't gotta bang my line (Oh, my, hold up, yeah, oh, wait)Oh, hold up (Hold up, hold up, hold up)I got some time to roll up (Roll up that dope)You gotta pay me to show upYou not a man, you'd go upBitch, don't bang my line (Oh, my, oh, my)You ain't gotta bang my line (Oh, my, oh, my)Oh, wait
