Kydea, Prodmt - OU Lyrics

I'm like Ouuuuuuuuu
Would you be ride or die if I didn't have the coupe
I was nice to these peons now I'm feeling rude
All the opps got me tight they got me in a mood
I told 'em quit playin' with me
Got a couple shooters who gon' spray with me
Matted black up in the range
I got perfect aim
They was trying to tame homie
Shorty don't know what I'm on
Spend a bag on whatever I want
Young king but I move like don
Know he fake I can tell he a con
Drop top coupe hit the gas I'm gone
I had to change my ways
I had to change my lanes
I had to change my frames
Shorty I get to the cheddar
And I do it better
I stay with berettas
I hoped in the 'ghini
Now she wanna see me
Told her never
Chasing that paper my daily endeavor
You want designer things
Only thing about the finer things
Shorty so bad I forgot her name
Thought you were perfect
But it wasn't worth it
I know you won't ride for me
I see you lurking
Can tell you ain't working
'Cause you busy trying me
I'm like Ouuuuuuuuu
Would you be ride or die if I didn't have the coupe
I was nice to these peons now I'm feeling rude
All the opps got me tight they got me in a mood
I'm like Ouuuuuuuuu
Would you be ride or die if I didn't have the coupe
I was nice to these peons now I'm feeling rude
All the opps got me tight they got me in a mood
How could you tell me you was ride or die when deep down you knew you was cappin'
How could you eat from my plate and then lie on my couch then go steal from my pockets
Love don't mean jack if you cannot be loyal and that's shoutout to savage I'm snappin'
I ain't forcing let it happen
Niggas be sleep they be nappin'
You was my twin twin twin twin
But you let these niggas cut our bond apart
Too many sins sins sins sins
Things we did I'd never tell I cross my heart
Niggas think it's funny Kevin Hart
I'm ambitious I'm shooting way past the stars
Acting like groupies these niggas bizarre
I cannot get snaked I be way too smart
Lemme spill some tea
Got a past past bitch selling my clothes on Kijiji
She down bad
Broke bitch digging dirt she looking for pennies
This the last time give a hoe some attention
Fuck her once but don't @ me in your mentions
I'm like who are you?
I done doubled up
I'm a different nigga I forgot your existence
I'm like Ouuuuuuuuu
Would you be ride or die if I didn't have the coupe
I was nice to these peons now I'm feeling rude
All the opps got me tight they got me in a mood

I'm like Ouuuuuuuuu
Would you be ride or die if I didn't have the coupe
I was nice to these peons now I'm feeling rude
All the opps got me tight they got me in a mood
I told 'em quit playin' with me
Got a couple shooters who gon' spray with me
Matted black up in the range
I got perfect aim
They was trying to tame homie
Shorty don't know what I'm on
Spend a bag on whatever I want
Young king but I move like don
Know he fake I can tell he a con
Drop top coupe hit the gas I'm gone
I had to change my ways
I had to change my lanes
I had to change my frames
Shorty I get to the cheddar
And I do it better
I stay with berettas
I hoped in the 'ghini
Now she wanna see me
Told her never
Chasing that paper my daily endeavor
You want designer things
Only thing about the finer things
Shorty so bad I forgot her name
Thought you were perfect
But it wasn't worth it
I know you won't ride for me
I see you lurking
Can tell you ain't working
'Cause you busy trying me
I'm like Ouuuuuuuuu
Would you be ride or die if I didn't have the coupe
I was nice to these peons now I'm feeling rude
All the opps got me tight they got me in a mood
I'm like Ouuuuuuuuu
Would you be ride or die if I didn't have the coupe
I was nice to these peons now I'm feeling rude
All the opps got me tight they got me in a mood
How could you tell me you was ride or die when deep down you knew you was cappin'
How could you eat from my plate and then lie on my couch then go steal from my pockets
Love don't mean jack if you cannot be loyal and that's shoutout to savage I'm snappin'
I ain't forcing let it happen
Niggas be sleep they be nappin'
You was my twin twin twin twin
But you let these niggas cut our bond apart
Too many sins sins sins sins
Things we did I'd never tell I cross my heart
Niggas think it's funny Kevin Hart
I'm ambitious I'm shooting way past the stars
Acting like groupies these niggas bizarre
I cannot get snaked I be way too smart
Lemme spill some tea
Got a past past bitch selling my clothes on Kijiji
She down bad
Broke bitch digging dirt she looking for pennies
This the last time give a hoe some attention
Fuck her once but don't @ me in your mentions
I'm like who are you?
I done doubled up
I'm a different nigga I forgot your existence
I'm like Ouuuuuuuuu
Would you be ride or die if I didn't have the coupe
I was nice to these peons now I'm feeling rude
All the opps got me tight they got me in a mood