Otha Boy (Explicit)

Otha Boy (Explicit) - Lil Baby

Lyrics by：Dominique Jones/Bryan Simmons/Tapaquon Sidney Malabre

Composed by：Dominique Jones/Bryan Simmons/Tapaquon Sidney Malabre

Produced by：TM88/Sid

Yeah

Yeah yeah yeah

Niggas's low key be depressed while it look like I'm at my best

They know they don't want to beef with me

Owners wanna meet with me

Bad bitch twelve hour flight to come and sleep with me

She like me 'cause I'm a real street nigga

All I'm sayin' is when it pop just keep it in the street nigga

Make a rapper take his clothes off that boy a male stripper

Try to speak on me to throw it off these niggas still snitchin'

This lil' button on the back will show a nigga how to switch up

Push up on 'em at the gym I hope them niggas doin' they push-ups

For a fact you niggas hoes the city knows this ain't no diss song

They know Baby won't respond just say his name so we can get goin'

Can't believe that boy went bold on me or told oh you pulled big stunts

They on go and they recordin'

Speak on me for streams bro why the fuck am I important?

You don't even know them niggas you with you gettin' extorted

You know this shit deadly for a fact you picked your poison though

Fuck it let's get to it ain't no secret shit ain't cordial no more

I ain't never wanted to speak on none of this shit

Tell the truth these niggas mad I'm runnin' this shit

And naw this not about that one boy

I'm talkin' 'bout that otha boy and that otha boy

And that otha boy and that otha boy too

Real ones know my body I'm not talkin' to you

If you a fuck boy that feel hit I'm talkin' to you

Turn the Virgil into a landaulet I'm sick of the roof

You copy everything I do lil' boy I'm sick of you too

You actin' hard you must've forgot that I stopped Brodie from shootin'

Nobody know you till you came around you really my junior boy

Son-ass niggas