Oh My (Freestyle)

Lyrics
I'm starting the engine, don After I take your wig I'll take off your bredrin's one (that's standard) You came to test Saint Then you came to test this god When I say I bring thunder and lightning down I don't mean electric shocks I don't wanna get pissed off So now I've got to let pricks know Far from a regular guy, I'll take a honey in a hurry Cuh I am the queen bee keeper Speedy (meep meep), teacher Don't wanna see death, you don't wanna see me either Black clouds, you can get slapped to the background Adlib, left but I'm back now Chat shit, perfect, and it's a practice Couple man need to pay taxes cuh they've been biting Man have been lying Only a few have been moving on the other side Man have been slacking Dem man dere won't even get a word in They were last picked whenever I was the captain Santa, sacked him, no, it's not banter Can't come around here tryna Frosties I'll pack your bags and send a man packing They ain't ever seen a fat pig do a backflip Why? It's a mad ting, I've got the five on my mind Cuh the matchstick, fire, couldn't catch it Lift three caps, show man about hat trick Or I'll spin you on the tune like Tiatsim You're not one of them bruddas that's on something (oh no) You turn yourself to a new guy When you're online so you lie to the public Oh yeah, you're one of them catfish guys Wearing a mad disguise Dem man sounding crap on grime so they switched to funky But dead that, I should've sent man to country Say you press yats but your headback's ugly Look, you won't impress man with pumpy talk I've come for war, so if you really Wanna impress man, then slump me I'll leng a man down like a mattress If he ever gets too comfortable I give wood to your bird cause I'm good with the words I don't ever get lucky I'm fucked, I ain't celibate, trust me I might spit in your eye like let a prick touch me Let him get duppied (oh, oh) Then I get back to fuckries You take chicks that I mash and try mash Man like me only need the one D Cause I'm a new kind of fucked You bring any MC and I'll rise him I'll put him in the sky with dubs, I don't care Tell him there's no biting here like Tyson done I might clear your yard like a Dyson does I'm not Tempa, tell a boy you best remember Don't take much to catch slaps from now to September Black boy, I'll light him up I'll do a gasoline on him, give an eff if he's Rolling with a bag of Gs, I cause the casualties often Siddy AKA Winston Anytime you see Saint, always got a bag of green on him Me, I'm the calm one and you don't press triggers like R1 Gas talk, why would you gas for? I'm nang to be honest, that's just what your girl said Saint but I'm hell-bent, well said If dem man are cold then I'll melt them I know, my bars ain't Braille but you felt them I can confirm, girls got the head from a scholar If you're an old school shotta in ends How come you didn't know Tanitas were scales, then? Must not know so I told 'em Nah, it's not like I didn't wanna help [?] Andrew and Melvin S to the A-I-N-T P, they could never be like me See, man can't violate none of my family No, you can't violate none of my Gs That's S-A, S-A-I-N-T P, the wickedest grime MC I've got a clip full of bars that I might let off If man wanna play hide and seek With S to the A-I-N-T I dropped the P, flow still locked to a T You couldn't be like me in your wildest dream You were living in a wildest dream See, what was you smoking? I've got the loudest cheese Ten out of ten like Downing Street Said he wants war, flow's too weak Book my team, better know it's not cheap S-A Got 5000 bars, not an essay See me with PK, that's my esé Call me the Shaolin samurai Oh my, oh my, S-A Got 5000 bars, not an essay See me with PK, that's my esé Call me the Shaolin samurai Oh, my, oh my, oh Got 5000 bars, not an 0 See me with who? Might see me with bro Come to your show, lock off your show Like oh, like oh Got 5000 bars, not an 0 See me with who? Might see me with bro S-A Got 5000 bars, not an essay See me with PK, that's my esé Call me the Shaolin samurai S-A Got 5000 bars, not an essay See me with PK, that's my esé Call me the Shaolin samurai Oh my, oh my, oh See me with who? Might see me with bro Come to your show, lock off your show Like oh, like oh Got 5000 bars, not an 0 See me with who? Might see me with bro
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Credits
- Writers
- Saint P