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tom macdonald & madchild - o.m.g. lyrics

[verse 1: tom macdonald]
lately, i’ve been tripping, i’ve been smoking lots
feel like i’m a target and they loaded shots
every time they tweet me, i’m like, “oh my god”
y’all don’t wanna see me, man, i swear to god
y’all don’t understand me like a burner phone is prototype
i don’t hang with y’all like i got warrants and you know the cops
i’ve been at the top, you cannot see me with the scope you got
[?] come with laser sights, you should look like it’s polka dots
oh my god, oh my god
try to do me dirty, i like motocross
oh my god, oh my god
all the money in my bag, it look like photoshop

[pre+chorus: tom macdonald]
weeping, tired of the beefing
y’all are tryna sneak this, all in your feelings
i can see you creeping, all in my dms
i ain’t gonna pretend money isn’t revenge

[chorus: tom macdonald]
oh my god, fake account stole my heart
oh my god, someone, hit the smoke alarm
oh my god, money bigger than both my arms
oh my god, pretty boy, but i blow so hard
[verse 2: madchild]
lately, i don’t listen and you’re talking lots
blow it up upon you and you ain’t talking [?]
every time that hit me, i’m like, “oh my god”
i said i [?] demons, i’ve put [?] that i’m gone
please [?] up ’cause everybody capping us with soda pop
tripping you, get [?], slip this clip, and that’s loaded glock
hungry, put the money like my tummy full of [?]
trust me, i don’t go to police, only [?]
oh my god, oh my god
say that [?], but the [?] is off
oh my god, oh my god
i ain’t [?], just blow you off

[pre+chorus: madchild]
weeping, tired of the beefing
y’all are tryna sneak this, all in your feelings
i can see you creeping, all in my dms
i ain’t gonna pretend money isn’t revenge

[chorus: tom macdonald]
oh my god, fake account stole my heart
oh my god, someone, hit the smoke alarm
oh my god, money bigger than both my arms
oh my god, pretty boy, but i blow so hard

- tom macdonald madchild lyrics

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