[Intro]
O, M, G!

[Verse 1: O.M.G.]
N***a, fuck how you feel
Lench mob in this bitch
Cuff your chick and then guard your grill
At the Staples Center, we gon' turn up the [?]
They screaming "watch the throne"
But my town got the colosseum
Game 7 n***a, ain't no choice boy
I gotta beat 'em
I gotta eat 'em
Will somebody pass me the Tapatio?
Maui in the spring
Summertime, I be out in Rio
Surrounded by my n***as
And bad bitches in high heels
Who am I?
Boy, I'm O.M.G of course
If you catch me out in public
What I'm holding is a torch
Catch me with your bitch
And we gon' be in the Porsche
And if you n***as trying to ball
Then I'm Kobe in the fourth
Got 'em patiently waiting for devastation
I shake 'em, then I take 'em
I break 'em, annihilate 'em
These n***as thinking they're taking are Kane and the Undertaker
OMG and Doughboy, bitch we shake 'em and we bake 'em
We L-E-N-C-H-M-O-B balling
These n***as was at the top
But now they free falling
I'm in this bitch, like please excuse my sneaks [?]
You'd probably only see Mike's kids with these Jordans
We got it locked and never made a key
Pacquiao how I got this money chasing me
It's plain to see why they hating me
I am what they claim to be
O.M.G

[Interlude Sample]
Ciroc all on my table bitches in the living room
They gon ask who at the door, tryna get in too
Only me and my n***as, tell her bring a friend or two
Bottles poppin', models watchin' all in my living room

[Hook Sample]
Welcome to my house party, party
Welcome to my house party, party
Welcome to my house party, party
Welcome to my house party, party