Oh Lord - Young Thug, Rich Homie Quan

Oh lord, oh lord

Oh lord, oh lord

Oh lord, oh lord

Oh lord

Oh lord, oh lord

Oh lord, oh lord

Oh lord, lord, lord

Oh lord, lord, lord

Oh, find me, oh lord

They need to free me, ayy

Oh my, oh lord

Like I just seen a whole key

Diamonds work magic like a genie

Expensive, my fabric, don’t need it

Your bitch, she got a butt-head, Beavis

You know I’m kickin' shit like Feely

I really want your cat, no kitty

If I ain’t talkin' to you, no speakin'

You know a nigga Slime like the deacon

So, I’m only fucking you for the weekend

She said she need a hundred just to begin

Shawty wet, but she ain’t a sea fish

Niggas stand in line for the pretest

Oh lord, oh lord

Oh lord, oh lord

Oh lord, oh lord

Oh lord

Oh lord, oh lord

Oh lord, oh lord

Oh lord, lord, lord

Oh lord, lord, lord

Make your girl gimme that turtle neck

Stomach flat like «where that girdle at?»

100K can’t fit where your purses at

Hundred bill come through the mail like where them purses at?

Hundred bitches boolin' on the dock

I done spend two hundred on the clock

Don’t think I’m a jay when I wear rocks

Minks on the floor, I ain’t need no socks

They wanna take it there

They wanna what?

What they want?

They wanna take it there

Come on, come on already

Oh lord, oh lord

Oh lord, oh lord

Oh lord, oh lord

Oh lord

Oh lord, oh lord

Oh lord, oh lord

Oh lord, lord, lord

Oh lord, lord, lord