Video Oh Lord de The Administration Mp 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

The Administration Mp - Oh Lord Lyrics

[Intro: FBG Duck]
Ayy, Billy, they say they want that old shit, right?
You don't want no autotune, I don't want no autotune
The fans don't want no autotune (This how we coming?)
Turn up (Okay, cool)
Turn up, turn up, turn up ($B)

[Pre-Chorus: FBG Duck]
Look, I'm not with that fuck shit (I'm not), but I'll get on that fuck shit (I'll get on that)
I'm not with that trust shit (I'm not), got to watch who I fuck with (Got to watch niggas)
I know you won't pop shit (I know), so quit with that tough shit (So quit it)
'Cause all of that you be doin' is nonsense, we really pull up and slump shit (Pussy)

[Chorus: FBG Duck & Billionaire Black]
Oh, Lord, oh-oh-oh, Lord, oh, Lord
Somebody else just got shot
Oh, Lord, oh, Lord
He caught a— He caught a headshot
Oh, Lord, oh, Lord, oh, Lord, oh, Lord
Somebody spotted his ass with that red dot (Ayy, we on a whole lot of that gang shit)
Oh, Lord, oh, Lord, oh, Lord
Another dead opp (Woah, Clout God)
Oh, Lord

[Verse 1: Billionaire Black]
Gave that boy wings, he was heaven-sent
Masked up, don't leave no evidence
Pockets look like it's a settlement (That woah, damn)
Let that chopper make a melody (Glaow)
Bankroll like I'm Fresh, nigga (R.I.P. Fresh, nigga)
And you know I'm 'bout a bag (Band up)
Run up on me, you'll get wet, nigga (Ayy, ayy)
The fans want that old Black (Let's get it)
Ayy, pounds in the dumpster (Woo)
Run up, we'll trunk you (Boom), have my shooter slump you (Boom)
Put that on my mama (Work), take you from your mama (Work)
Thirty shots up in the llama and that bitch go blaah (Boom, boom-boom)
Niggas talkin' all this money (Woah)
Nigga, why you stuntin'? (Woah) Nigga, you ain't thumbin' (Woah)
You ain't really 'bout action (Yeah, yeah) We'll pull up with them ratchets (Go)
Fuck boy, pussy, know that (Go, go)
Bitch, I'm picture perfect, Kodak (Cheese)
If I blam at you, would ya blow back? (Blam)
Fuck nigga think he ballin', huh? Put some shells all in his throwback (Boom, boom, boom)
Your bitch on my wheels like a LoJack (Bitch)
I gave her my dick, told her, "Hold that"
Shoot him in his face, bail out in the straight, then I go see where the hoes at
Gang!
[Pre-Chorus: FBG Duck]
Look, I'm not with that fuck shit (I'm not), but I'll get on that fuck shit (I'll get on that)
I'm not with that trust shit (I'm not), got to watch who I fuck with (Got to watch niggas)
(I gotta watch these niggas)
I know you won't pop shit (I know), so quit with that tough shit (So quit it)
(Quit all of that shit)
'Cause all of that you be doin' is nonsense, we really pull up and slump shit (Pussy)

[Chorus: FBG Duck]
Oh, Lord, oh-oh-oh, Lord, oh, Lord (FBG shit)
Somebody else just got shot
Oh, Lord, oh, Lord (FBG, bitch)
He caught a— He caught a headshot
Oh, Lord, oh, Lord, oh, Lord, oh, Lord
Somebody spotted his ass with that red dot (Gang)
Oh, Lord, oh, Lord, oh, Lord
Another dead opp (Turn up)
Oh, Lord

[Verse 2: FBG Duck]
If we in the party, you safe in this bitch (You safe)
Niggas better not play in this bitch (Don't play)
Broski so out of control with the drum
I had to tell him, "Watch where you wavin' that bitch" (Man, watch where you wavin' that motherfucker, boy)
I'm high as shit right now (Why you high?)
'Cause I'm smokin' opp after opp (Goddamn)
We gettin' in police chase after chase (Why you doing that?)
'Cause they callin' cop after cop (Niggas pussy)
We ran right to the store and bought thirty after thirty (What you do?)
We bendin' block after block (Uh, skrrt)
Niggas keep sayin' "Tooka" this and "Tooka" that
You hearin' shot after shot (Grrah)
Fuck nigga thought he was runnin' the game, I had to give Ricky a shot (Ricky!)
These fuck niggas lames and that shit a shame (Pussy), you comin' to get me or not? (Goddamn)
Nigga, we can't really beefin' (Can't) 'cause if we— 'Cause if we really beefin', then you would be sleepin'
You would see me in that truck, steamer (Skrrt) every night like I'm Jeepers Creepers (Goddamn)
Niggas say they want that old Duck (That old Duck)
I'm talmbout that out of control Duck (My old self)
I know a lot of Arabs hate me (Why?)
'Cause I shot a few of their stores up (Bah, bah, bah, bah)
If them niggas was standin' out there (What you do?)
When I was comin' to unload some' (What happened?)
I did that by my lonesome (What else?)
Gave it to 'em like I was tryna loan some' (Goddamn)
And for your motherfuckin' information (Bitch)
For the people wanna know some' (Wanna know some')
The next time I came through, them niggas ran 'cause they know I was finna blow some' (Money)