blare - omg lyrics
part i
[intro: blare]
oh my god, say she want me, then she doing me wrong
oh my god, shoulda known that you gonna turn out to be a fraud
i’ve been staring in the mirror, fighting with myself
i’ve been mixing up the potion, but nothing can help
oh my god, oh my god, oh my go+
[verse 1: blare]
tear me apart, shoulda known you were a demon from the start (oh+oh my go+)
i+i can’t concentrate (oh+oh my go+), ’cause it turned out that you lied to me (oh+oh my go+)
you catch a flight to me (oh+oh my go+), then pretend i put it all behind me (oh+oh my go+)
oh my god (oh+oh my go+), turns out you’re a fraud (oh+oh my go+)
part ii
[bridge: blare]
(oh+oh my god)
(oh+oh my god)
(oh+oh my god)
(oh+oh my god)
(oh+oh my god)
[verse 1: blare]
make like a hundred an hour (huh)
why this b+tch lookin’ so sour (oh+oh my god, huh)
stack up my money like tower (huh)
she fill up her nose with the powder (huh)
that boy think he hard, he a coward (huh)
that boy think he loud, i get louder (huh)
i fill my cup to the top with that tris, (huh), b+tch i ain’t sippin’ no cider (huh)
where yo’ man at? he missin, (huh), yea, my cup look like i p+ssed in it (huh)
yeah, yo’ man dead, he shot down, (huh), it’s time to stop reminiscing him (huh)
i got my chin high on my crimson sh+t (huh)
brodie like to talk crazy ’til i pull up and unload that clip (huh)
[verse 2: reefuh & blare]
pouring up tris when i’m with his b+tch, i’m flippin his whip, on bro (oh+oh my go+)
high point the bl!ck, he ain’t on sh+t, when you turn me on, take notes (oh+oh my go+)
i don’t mean to brag, i boast, i’m sippin’ that broja, pouring up potion (oh+oh my go+)
this sh+t in my wood is potent, za’ got me choking, b+tch wear a choker (choker)
boy you broke, um, you can’t get no broker (oh+oh my go+)
you can’t buy that sh+t, boy don’t call no broker, uh(oh+oh my go+)
you can’t fly this ship, give me ‘mote controller, uh (oh+oh my go+)
you can’t tap this in, you need a new motor, uh (oh+oh my go+)
hundreds of k’s, sit in the safe, you still rocking bape, batman cape (oh+oh my go+)
he playing the bait, her ass look fake
i’m taking that bait, the difference it make? none
smoking bubblegum gelato
twin say he got dibs, i’ma still dm miss mulatto
i think i’m that guy, legs shaking like vibrato
put it on god he high, i’ll show em high
it ain’t sh+t to go get the .9 and then pull up, make em fly
sippin’ polyjuice, p+ssy i’m the truth, if you want it you can try (oh+oh my god)
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