Top Songs By O.T. Genasis
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
O.T. Genasis
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Odis Oliver Flores
Songwriter
Jereme Jay Alerta
Songwriter
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I be getting to the money, everybody mad
I think I'm getting too much money, everybody mad
The same old **** from the block
The same old **** with the pot
The same old **** from the trap
Everybody hated on and then he bounced right back
[Verse 2]
I done spent a whole lotta time overseas
Double up my money cause you know I want cheese
I been in my hometown playin' with the key
When they fell off the boat yeah I'm talkin' 'bout Belize
I know it's a whole lotta **** that was hatin'
I know it's a whole lotta bitches that was takin'
So I shut them **** up, bitches feeling us
Always knew that I was sick so I had to stay patient
Takin' over summer, **** tell me what's the bid?
Heard you're still cuffing, **** tell me what it is
You ain't payin' no bills, buyin' no bags
Buying no heels, goddamn, let a bitch live
All I see is 20's, 50's, 100's
If it ain't quarter mil, fuck the whip, I don't want it
'Bout to make these **** sick to their stomach
[Verse 3]
I be getting to the money, everybody mad
I think I'm getting too much money, everybody mad
The same old **** from the block
The same old **** with the pot
The same old **** from the trap
Everybody hated on and then he bounced right back
[Verse 4]
She was acting stingy, now she wanna give it up
Fans like O.T., I'ma live it up
Now my ex girl tryna make me jealous 'cause she got a new ****
She don't know that I don't give a fuck
I got me a deal but I'm still in the street
Heard a couple **** talkin' let the guy be, if a guy says to me
Teriyaki sauce with the rice on the side, swear these pussy **** sweet
I got all this money on my motherfuckin' mind
Diamonds in my dial, I can't even see the time
All my **** pull up, please don't let me bend the line
And they super extra when them **** off the line
All I know is Bloods, Crips, Piru's
I'm a Westside ****, don't get it fucked up
**** sick 'cause they thought I locked up
[Verse 5]
I be getting to the money, everybody mad
I think I'm getting too much money, everybody mad
The same old **** from the block
The same old **** with the pot
The same old **** from the trap
Everybody hated on and then he bounced right back
[Verse 6]
I be getting to the money, everybody mad
I think I'm getting too much money, everybody mad
The same old **** from the block
The same old **** with the pot
The same old **** from the trap
Everybody hated on and then he bounced right back
Written by: Jereme Jay Alerta, Odis Flores