OMG (feat. Barlow)

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Lakos

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Uh
Got some problems to work around
Uh, Uh
Oh my God
Yeah
Lakos, Barlow, you know
On another track for sure though
I been goin' solo for so long, forgot about the Dodos
Forgot how to take group photos
From the trails, all the way to SoHo
I been working on an album
Keep it, keep it, on the low though
I'm in, I'm in the cleanest scene
Got a benzene between my jeans
I do not know anything about who you have or haven't seen
I been at it since I's a teen
From the ground like I'm pyroxene
I do not mean to intervene
Gotta trade you right off the team
Oh, sippin' so much, I'm 'boutta drown (Drown)
Oh, pourin' so much, it's turnin' brown (Brown)
Oh, that's a dent in my bank account (Account okay)
Got some problems to work around
I need a person to coerce and now it's urgent, 'cause it's hurtin'
Everybody wants a different version of the same detergent
Almost certain that nobody around could slap like me
Almost perfect, cause everyone around wanna sound like me
I been up in the cut
Yeah, oh, okay, let's go
I might circle around, but I'm back on top
I might go back down, but I pull it back up
Mic back on the stand and I'm boutta tear it up
You can't understand but I'm on the come up
I earned that crown, you got good luck
Do what I want when I want, I don't give no fucks
Oh, sippin' so much, I'm 'boutta drown (Drown)
Oh, pourin' so much, it's turnin' brown (Brown)
Oh, that's a dent in my bank account (Account okay)
Got some problems to work around (Uh)
Got some problems to work around (Uh)
Got some problems to work around (Uh)
Got some problems to work around (Uh)
Uh, Barlow 'boutta break it down (Break it down)
Uh, got some problems to work around
Yeah, switched my name up, I came up
All I really want is fame, it's dangerous I can't stop
We the best in the game, we're dangerous we can't stop
You're boy's acting gangster but we know they're not
I just fucked your bitch, oh my God
I just hit a lick, oh my God
Lit the spliff up with a Bic, oh my God
Better not f*ck with my clique, oh my God
Uh, I might be slumped up off this green
I see right through you like a screen
I work all night I need caffeine
But I'll probably go and drink, some fucking promethazine
I'm gon' hop up on the scene, boy you quit testing me (Yeah)
Yeah
I'm working so damn hard, writing rhymes just like the Bard
And I'll go the extra yard, and I'll leave without a scar
And I'll light up a cigar, and I'll probably pop a bar
Don't you worry I'm a star (Yeah)
Uh
And I'll do this all I want, uh
I'm a fucking savant (Savant, savant), uh
And my bars are non-chalant (Non-chalant), uh
Who gives a f*ck about a taunt (Boom)
I'm mean like an alligator, I'm a fuckin' agitator
I'm fly like a navigator, I'm gonna go validate her (Yeah, yeah)
Oh my God (Oh my what, oh my what, oh my)
Oh my God
Oh, sippin' so much, I'm 'boutta drown (Drown)
Oh, pourin' so much, it's turnin' brown (Brown)
Oh, that's a dent in my bank account (Account okay)
Got some problems to work around

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