OMK (FAKE WEED)

[Intro: Sterling Hayes]
Wooh
Wooh
Huh
A Beam Scale
Yuh
Ha-ha
Ugh
Ugh

[Chorus: Sterling Hayes]
Back up in this bitch, I’m countin’ blues, I’m not a crip
Bitch, I’m from the crib, you gotta rep what set you with
Niggas sellin’ fake weed, you know who you is
I’m on all these artist ass, I put that on my kid

[Verse 1: Sterling Hayes]
Niggas thought I had it easy, make your bitch come see me, ugh
Nigga I can feel them music shades on like I’m Stevie
I knew I would be the man ever since a peewee
Send the club up and peel off for the green just like a kiwi
My family all I need, I’m changing speed ‘cause they need me
Weird ass nigga used to really wanna be me
Every time we hit the club, we walkin’ through thе back
City on my shoulders like I’m leadеr of the pack
I know that it’s not the answer turn you straight to thracks
Used to breakin’ whips, I break the glass like I’m Shaq
But you know I’m born again so I can’t go for that
All that immature shit, I can’t go for that

[Chorus: Sterling Hayes]
Back up in this bitch, I’m countin’ blues, I’m not a crip
Bitch, I’m from the crib, you gotta rep what set you with
Niggas sellin’ fake weed, you know who you is
I’m on all these artist ass, I put that on my kid

[Verse 2: Joey Purp]
First time I took a 30, had me nervous, had me sick
Bronem say that he can’t slide, he can’t come outside without his blick
You know I still got the same line when I was servin’ zips
I know that the backdoor open, you know I can’t front you shit
My family all I need, I’m takin’ money, takin’ trips
I rock Off-White in the Urus, I’m in LA like a Leaker
We just came from Bali ridin’ back to back a foreign whip
Yeah, and bitch we from the crib, you gotta empty out the clip
I know that it’s not the answer, put you on a fit
I just woke up with a dancer, she be dancin’ turnin’ [trix]
We was sellin’ dummy P’s hit you with the mix
And I’m big [?] yeah, we can’t go for shit, yeah