O’ MY LORD lyrics

O' my
O' my
O' my
Okay
O' my
O' my

[Chorus]

O' MY LORD
O' MY LORD
O' MY LORD
O' MY GOD
WITH THE ROD
AND IT [?]
HIT YOUR CHIN
I'LL MAKE YOU NOD
n*ggA DON'T f*ck WIT
n*ggA DON'T f*ck WIT YOUR MANS
MY TRIGGER WON'T STOP MAKE YOU DANCE
NOT THROWING NO HANDS
[?] TALKING MY PANTS
I CLOCK SO HE IN A TRANCE

[Verse 1]
O' b*tch I'VE BEEN PACKING
JUST ALL YOU n*ggAS DISS TRACKING
ATTACKING CUZ b*tch I'VE BEEN PACKING
AND SET YEAH I'M BACK [?]
HOME WHERE THEY CATCH n*ggAS LACKING
AND b*tchES THEY LEAVING
WE AIN'T PUT NO [?] SHE [?]
FENTANYL XANNIES AND COKE TURN A PROFIT
MY POCKETS IS FULL LIKE A PROPHET
FROM SELLING COMPOSITES
DEPOSITS YOUR WALLET
I'M HIGH LIKE A COMET
GRIPPING ON A ROCKET
YUH

[Verse 2]

b*tch I STAY WITH THE STICK
b*tch I LET IT RIP
WHERE YOU REACH FOR YOUR HIP
A [?] MAG NO NEED TO RELOAD THE CLIP
LIFE IN SLICES THEY REMIND ME OF MY WRIST
CUZ [?]
TRUTH OR YOUR I DON'T KNOW
STAY WITH THE STICK
CUZ I ALWAYS BE PARANOID [uh]
TELL THAT BOY
STAY OFF THE XANAX BOY
PULL UP WITH THE STICK
YOU KNOW THAT THEY PANIC
AND I TOKE IT
I KNOW SHE WANNA TOKE IT
AND SHE BET NO [?] WIT IT
f*ck IT SHE TALKING ABOUT b*tchES
BE BORING AND I DON'T DO TALKING
MY GUNS GOT THAT SORTED
f*ck DO YOU MEAN MY GUNS
MAKE YOU JUST FALLING DOWN
PISTOL SWINGING WITH MY [?]
AIN'T NO f*ckING
MY PISTOL'S WHIPPING
TAKE HIS P'S
MIGHT JUST ROB HIM
SO f*ckING [?]
AIN'T NO CHANCE THAT HE'S WALKING NOW
AIN'T NO-
[Chorus]

O' MY LORD
O' MY LORD
O' MY LORD
O' MY GOD
WITH THE ROD
AND IT [?]
HIT YOUR CHIN
I'LL MAKE YOU NOD
n*ggA DON'T f*ck WIT
n*ggA DON'T f*ck WIT YOUR MANS
MY TRIGGER WON'T STOP MAKE YOU DANCE
NOT THROWING NO HANDS
[?] TALKING MY PANTS
I CLOCK SO HE IN A TRANCE
O'-