[Pre Chorus: omi]
Yeah, there's blood on my shirt
Lil Ways do the work
I can't talk to that bitch 'cause that bitch do the worse
Alexander the First, yeah, this bitch could get curved
First I fucking pull up, then the bros gon' swerve

[Chorus: omi]
Lil omi
You don't know me
Fuck Kuromi
See it on me
Shout out the homies
Shout out the brodies
Wheres my woadies?
We be trolling

[Verse 1: omi]
I can't fuck with these hoes I don't know 'bout u
I'ma di daba da motherfucker I'm blue
Lil hoe I do not love you
I do not love you
Yeah there's blood on my shirt
Lil Ways do the work
I can't talk to that bitch cuz that bitch do the worse
Alexander the First yeah this bitch could get curved
First I fucking pull up, then the bros gon' swerve
Poppin' benzos, I do not have no friends though
Where the kinfolks? Yeah this shit is getting old
Bitch hoe I don't know what you're fucking told
Bands though got a whole fucking pot of gold
Please do not change the tone
Leave me a fucking lone
Your the one to pick a bone
Trap house like home alone
[Chorus: omi]
Lil omi
You don't know me
Fuck Kuromi
See it on me
Shout out the homies
Shout out the brodies
Wheres my woadies?
We be trolling

[Verse 2: Ways]
I fuck yo bitch in the back
Why yo bitch on my sack?
They be taking a nap
While I'm counting the racks
She said she'll hit me up
And I know that is cap
Keeping the .40 tucked
Swear that you getting capped
And I'ma rich boy, bankroll
Aye stop fucking with yo boyfriend he a lame-o
And I fucked that bitch, she not the same no
And a broke lil boy what I hate though

[Outro]