OMG lyrics

[Intro]
(I'm going to Rob's house)
Ayo, is that That Mexican OT?

[Chorus]
Oh, my God
I had to congratulate her parents 'cause I made 'em a bet
And shoutout to her dad, but she know that I'm daddy, yeah
I know that lil' sister's in love with me and she want her a peek, yeah

[Interlude]
She gotta—
Whole 'lotta ass in them jeans
She sayin' that she a freak
I'm tryna see what she mean, she gon' have a good time with the team
We gon' party, hear they cookin' off the ki'
We be rockin' to the extreme
Wе got a whole 'lotta reefer
No, I ain't sh*t, I'm a cheatеr
I f*ck with 'em to kick 'em like Fifa
OMG

[Chorus]
Oh, my God
I had to congratulate her parents 'cause I made 'em a bet
And shoutout to her dad, but she know that I'm daddy, yeah
I know that lil' sister's in love with me and she want her a peek, yeah
[Verse]
Real-ass Mexican, eyes closed, buy a beenie
She say she want the number seven, no buns, just weenie
Head is punctured off the pus*y
I'm at the bottom of the bikini
I'm a king like Bibi
Shine like Cedric, make that lil' b*tch pee-pee
Yeah, she say that I'm only but she got a lotta friends
Jump inside the pus*y, I'm sick and crooked inside
But damn, she still got a lot of friends
But no, they can't do what I can
Bend her over the table, I smash her head just like potatoes
Shoutout to my Latinas, poppin' pus*y in Laredo
Bad b*tch, she a demon, disguising her white with a halo
I'ma jump inside them guts and I mix it up like some K-Roll
I got a problem, 'cause I got two b*tches in there lookin' like one big happy family
Ain't no cap, feisty, I know that my heart is colder than a double cup with some ice, right on

[Chorus]
Oh, my God
I had to congratulate her parents 'cause I made 'ema bet
And shoutout to her dad, but she know that I'm daddy, yeah
I know that lil' sister's in love with me and she want her a peek, yeah

[Interlude]
She gotta—
Whole 'lotta ass in them jeans
She sayin' that she a freak
I'm tryna see what she mean, she gon' have a good time with the team
We gon' party, hear they cooking off the ki'
We be rockin' to the extreme
We got a whole 'lotta reefer
No, I ain't sh*t, I'm a cheater
I f*ck with 'em to kick 'em like Fifa
OMG
[Chorus]
Oh, my God
I had to congratulate her parents 'cause I made 'em a bet
And shoutout to her dad, but she know that I'm daddy, yeah
I know that lil' sister's in love with me and she want her a peek, yeah