Released: January 21, 2019
Featuring: Daniel Thaddeus TheDarkskinRapper
Songwriter: Jaylen Holliman Ethan Wilson
Producer: MF DOOM
[Verse 1: Thedarkskinrapper]
I’ve been with this music shit expanding my horizon
My mind moves faster than Verizon
I hope you know me and my crew trynna go global
And if I want the gas all I gotta do is ask if T-Mobile
And I stay alert
I move faster than a land run
Me and my niggas trynna blow up just like a Samsung
If you see
Don’t forget to buy a ticket
These niggas that talk mess they sounding like some crickets
When we swoop drive
You already know we swerving
Gonna be in the car
That improves on where we verging
This ain’t no competition my nigga
That’s the truth
Real talk not tryin to boost
And you know that the Styles legit
And if you see the cops you know we gon sprint and
Harm me once
You don’t have to harm me twice
Chilling in my room with a gun And Swiss Army knife
Like 2pac in 92’ I got the juice
Niggas hang around me like a noose
Old heads love me say I had potential
I kill these beats with my pen and pencil
[Verse 2: Daniel Thaddeus]
My nigga e my nigga brad
Uh aye Uh aye uh aye uh aye
I wanna own that shit
Fuck a rental
Nigga get to talkin slick
You know we fucking up his dental
Bad acid
Got me trippin of my mental
Beat a niggas ass is accidental
Addicted to Mary Jane
But ain’t Peter Parker
White girls love me
Cause my skin is darker
Fuck a pen
You know I pack the marker
For a nigga talking shit
A nigga got a problem we gon fuck up on..
Aww shittt
You know I didn’t mean to cuss tho
Niggas out her riding this ain’t the bus hoe
Here my shit then you gon spazz out like a muscles
Or a chop a nigga up and leave him scattered like a puzzle
I keep his body in the same fridge where I keep my OJ
You was hyping up ya man
Now he crushed like Monday
Meanwhile his momma praying
She hope her son is okay
Don’t worry mom
The fridge gon keep him fresh just like some subway
It’s the o2 mafia
Chop it like tilapia
Nigga don’t drop shit
Or o2 niggas copy ya
O2 MOB
I’ve been with this music shit expanding my horizon
My mind moves faster than Verizon
I hope you know me and my crew trynna go global
And if I want the gas all I gotta do is ask if T-Mobile
And I stay alert
I move faster than a land run
Me and my niggas trynna blow up just like a Samsung
If you see
Don’t forget to buy a ticket
These niggas that talk mess they sounding like some crickets
When we swoop drive
You already know we swerving
Gonna be in the car
That improves on where we verging
This ain’t no competition my nigga
That’s the truth
Real talk not tryin to boost
And you know that the Styles legit
And if you see the cops you know we gon sprint and
Harm me once
You don’t have to harm me twice
Chilling in my room with a gun And Swiss Army knife
Like 2pac in 92’ I got the juice
Niggas hang around me like a noose
Old heads love me say I had potential
I kill these beats with my pen and pencil
[Verse 2: Daniel Thaddeus]
My nigga e my nigga brad
Uh aye Uh aye uh aye uh aye
I wanna own that shit
Fuck a rental
Nigga get to talkin slick
You know we fucking up his dental
Bad acid
Got me trippin of my mental
Beat a niggas ass is accidental
Addicted to Mary Jane
But ain’t Peter Parker
White girls love me
Cause my skin is darker
Fuck a pen
You know I pack the marker
For a nigga talking shit
A nigga got a problem we gon fuck up on..
Aww shittt
You know I didn’t mean to cuss tho
Niggas out her riding this ain’t the bus hoe
Here my shit then you gon spazz out like a muscles
Or a chop a nigga up and leave him scattered like a puzzle
I keep his body in the same fridge where I keep my OJ
You was hyping up ya man
Now he crushed like Monday
Meanwhile his momma praying
She hope her son is okay
Don’t worry mom
The fridge gon keep him fresh just like some subway
It’s the o2 mafia
Chop it like tilapia
Nigga don’t drop shit
Or o2 niggas copy ya
O2 MOB