O.S.S. - Jon Lewis, Eraa, Rashaann

Oh God almighty, all love all righteous

My heart got cold, I was stuck on disguising

Lucid dreams as a nightmare, send a plane to this island

OSS in the highlands, OSS in the highlands

Oh God almighty, all love all righteous

My heart got cold, I was stuck on disguising

Lucid dreams as a nightmare, send a plane on this island

OSS in the highlands, OSS in the highlands

Now I can’t have who I want right now

And you can’t have your man either

‘Cause y’all been married for some years now

And you tryna show you don’t need him

After all that time now y’all separated

You don’t like the way he been speaking

Verbally abuse you and the kids

But he ain’t expect me to sneak in

And the rush is in the sneaking

‘Cause technically you might be cheating

But I’ll be the lesson you wanna teach him

Fuck nigga now I’ma be her weakness

And you know how the traffic be on weekends

Regardless call me up I’m speeding

‘Cause what you got for me I’m fiending

When the kids sleep only time we meeting

Baby girl I’m down for competing

‘Cause you talk a lot of shit and you know that I’m a kid

In comparison to the edge you got on me in years

But that don’t really take away from all the shit I did

But teach me new shit, I’ll take more experience

And I got an open mind we can try various

Positions, it’s different from women I’ve been with

You giving me feelings man this some scary shit

New things for the older lady

Going two ways when you call me baby

You say I make you feel young again

‘Cause almost 40 got you going crazy

You distracting me from the girl I need

But that’s a whole ‘nother situation

But you disappeared right outta my life

I’m hoping it’s just a vacation

I hope your husband ain’t take ya

Oh God almighty, all love all righteous

My heart got cold, I was stuck on disguising

Lucid dreams as a nightmare, send a plane to this island

OSS in the highlands, OSS in the highlands

Oh God almighty, all love all righteous

My heart got cold, I was stuck on disguising

Lucid dreams as a nightmare, send a plane on this island

OSS in the highlands, OSS in the highlands

OSS now she so obsessed

Sex game got her SOS

Crying out for help, signal of distress

Papi no mas, a lil dialect

She a Ruff Ryder, LOX

I hate to say I DM’d ya X

She sweeter than a dove but this a open nest

So no drunk in love ‘cause this soberness

And I’m BMX ‘til the wheels fall off

XOX until your heels come off

Hug and kiss until you can’t resist

How you tell me no but they still come off?

Uh, but I’m just tryna get know you

A couple things I gotta show you

All this pain a nigga go through

You my right hand, you my go to

We chill, smoke, and bump old school

Ride around with no destination

Just conversation and low fuel

When my heart is broke I use Pro Tools

How we go from being OSS

To now we always text

I’m just tryna figure out what’s next

I know I get you wet but now I love you

I usually don’t even, you know like

Open up to you about these kind of things

But it’s just that I find it ironic

You got a nigga switching roles with you

You wanna be ISS I just wanna be OSS

Oh God almighty, all love all righteous

My heart got cold, I was stuck on disguising

Lucid dreams as a nightmare, send a plane to this island

OSS in the highlands, OSS in the highlands

Oh God almighty, all love all righteous

My heart got cold, I was stuck on disguising

Lucid dreams as a nightmare, send a plane on this island

OSS in the highlands, OSS in the highlands

Dreams turn to reality, I got a story to tell

Find a pot of gold and they flipping sides like the logo on they Chanel

She want Birkin bags, she want red bottoms

All the perfume and the smells

But I ain’t really with the fundraising

She wouldn’t fight for me if I fail

And that’s all well and that’s all good

I don’t hate the player ‘cause I know the game

Long night shifts dishwashing

Knowing shawty wouldn’t look at me the same

Hat backwards, apron hella dirty

She need eye candy, change the jerseys

Yeah you fine but fine comes with fines

And you might be a 10 but that don’t make you perfect

Gotta balance out, it’s give or take

Throwing Kit Kat, but I need a break

How you out here gold-digging for something genuine for goodness sake

But let’s switch the roles up, change it up

You in my shoes and I’m in yours

You would want me to know that status ain’t who you are

And that you’re worth so much more

So now I’m backstage and you hit my phone

Talking ‘bout you miss me and you meant to get back

And all that stuff but I don’t really wanna text back

Man it’s crazy when people only recognize you when you popping

And not your potential

But we OSS in the highlands