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Omarion

I Ain't Even Done

 

I Ain't Even Done

(album: The Kinection - 2020)


Yo, I know I ain't bugging and shit
And yo, O, what up?
Strange, my head sound like Batman just got poisoned or something by his old lady
Something like that, you know
Word up
Yeah, baby, tell 'em

All the fighting and the fussing
The back and forth discussion
I just wanna get it done
If it's a technicality
It's probably over salary
And I just wanna get it done
From the minute of commitment
When you started acting different
Yeah, this shit is probably done
Just because a nigga slowed up
Hold up, I ain't even done

Fly nigga, don't play around, huh
I'm way up, space bound, uh
Aventador, head down
My money talking, say it loud, uh
Hallelujah, praise the Lord, uh
See you's a blessing I can't afford
The wrong direction, where you goin'?
And if she throw it, then I'm Terrell Owens
You niggas snitching, I'm telling Cole
But I'm the greatest, you niggas know it
Master kush, god flow
My Bape shit, Congo
Vaycay in Cabo
My main chick, model, uh
Her head game, high tech, uh
Enough talk, cut the convo

Ooh
I ain't even done
Ooh
I ain't even done (Yeah)

Yo, big Ghost, long blade
For fake niggas throwing shade
Big shovel, your grave
Black suits, bow your head, nigga, let's pray
Listen, I ain't even done
Mama got a lot of napkins
And it's all over rapping
Fake niggas, trapping
Her lil' hand gonna make 'em do a backspin
A hundred hours for the Boyd fight
He better knock a nigga out tonight (Knock him out)
'Cause if not, I'ma take flight
I paid the cable, nigga, you gon' pay the lights
Yeah, bitch nigga talk a lot of noise
Fact track, keep running like it's on 'roids
New York flow, never envoy
Goldie Hawn shit, you going overboard

Ooh
I ain't even done
Ooh
I ain't even done

Buenas noches, uh
Shades on, Dolce, huh
Bronco, oche, uh
Damn, bro, no way
My dudes, for sure, uh
Big house, no lake
Ocean, no Frank
Maybach, rosé
I clean house, no maid
Mow the lawn, olé
High nigga, no shade
Beach bum, no waves

Oh
No waves
No waves, nigga
There ain't no fucking waves, boy
You tryna swim and shit
I don't understand you niggas
Nigga, beach bum ass niggas ain't got no waves
Your swag is low
Uh

done

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