OD - DDG

Yeah, ayy, okay

Mmm, mmm, mmm

I do not play by the rules

Devo this shit hard

I do not play by the rules, they can not slow me down

They see that I’m makin' moves, want be my homie now

Shawty is datin' ole dude, but she wanna blow me now

Don’t tell me what you gon' do, you gotta show me now

I’m in the city with biddies, they showin' they titties, they fuckin' with me

Pull up to Dyckman, Dominican shorties, be really be lookin' O. D

Moncler coat in the NYC with a P.Y.T.

and she all on me

Cartier shades and it’s dark outside, but I only got 'em on 'cause I’m high O. D

Move like Obama, I just bought a llama

I named it Osama, it solve all the drama

Just got a comma, spent that on my momma

'Cause being dead broke gave the family trauma

I’m givin' all of these hood niggas hope

Showin' them niggas, ain’t gotta sell dope

Take a percentage and show you the ropes

Business is business, you know how that go

I got the money, the fame, and bitches

I’m fuckin' your misses, she really don’t love you

I’ma just fly her ass out of the country

And play with the kitty, but never gon' cuff you

Five star meals when I eat these days, my homie just told me I’m boujee

Friday night’s in the L. A lights, let’s make a fuckin' movie

I do not play by the rules, they can not slow me down

They see that I’m makin' moves, want be my homie now

Shawty is datin' ole dude, but she wanna blow me now

Don’t tell me what you gon' do, you gotta show me now

I’m in the city with biddies, they showin' they titties, they fuckin' with me

Pull up to Dyckman, Dominican shorties, be really be lookin' O. D

Moncler coat in the NYC with a P.Y.T.

and she all on me

Cartier shades and it’s dark outside, but I only got 'em on 'cause I’m high O. D

Need that gas and I roll that gas, and I hit that gas, now I’m high so fast

Rolls Royce Wraith with a V-12 engine, I’ma hit that gas, I’ma swerve right pass

Young rich nigga, I don’t take no shit

I’ll beat a nigga ass 'cause I ain’t no bitch

Ain’t no cap 'cause it’s real life nigga, 'cause it ain’t no script and it

ain’t no skit

Flex O.D.

'cause I made me a milli' and I did it own my own, I’ma childhood

rough

Bad bitch with me and she off that stuff, by twelve I’ma fuck, if she cuff

that’s tough

You think you know but you really don’t know, I had to choose the right path I

would go

Could’ve sold drugs 'cause I really was poor, but I was smart, man,

I know how that go

I do not play by the rules, they can not slow me down

They see that I’m makin' moves, want be my homie now

Shawty is datin' ole dude, but she wanna blow me now

Don’t tell me what you gon' do, you gotta show me now

I’m in the city with biddies, they showin' they titties, they fuckin' with me

Pull up to Dyckman, Dominican shorties, be really be lookin' O. D

Moncler coat in the NYC with a P.Y.T.

and she all on me

Cartier shades and it’s dark outside, but I only got 'em on 'cause I’m high O. D