Chorus: OT9
Cartier lens
All black Benz
Don't do friends
Shit, I done did it again
OT done did it again
Cartier lens
All black Benz
Don't do friends
Shit, I done did it again
OT done did it again

Verse 1: OT9
You got no ties, you on the lurk
Bitches shout "OT", came straight from the dirty
Got your girl eatin' me good like dessert
You know if I slide, your ass on a shirt
She used to be hatin' but now she wan' flirt
She don't do no drugs but now she want Percs
She want her a ten but her friend want it first
These girls, they be slidin' 'til they ass in the dirt
I'm in the ends, eatin' good like a supper
Shorty, she bad but she want me to cuff her
Stripper hoe bustin', came straight from the gutter
Told her I love her just so I could fuck her
We went from rags to riches
To cookin' up dope in the kitchen
And kickin' our doors with the Smith and-
My OG told me, "Just listen
No matter what happens, don't ever go snitchin'"

Chorus: OT9
Cartier lens
All black Benz
Don't do friends
Shit, I done did it again
OT done did it again
Cartier lens
All black Benz
Don't do friends
Shit, I done did it again
OT done did it again

Verse 2: North Side Benji
Ain't seen my dawg in a minute
See, they got my dawg in the prison
Mercy on his soul if he did it
I'd take my own soul 'fore he get it
See, I'm in LA for the winter season, ain't got time for the cold
My nigga on tour, in a sprinter
Love seeing the winning shit, never get old (Yeah)
I'm tryna work on a better me
Them niggas servin' amphetamines
I'm tryna dodge these lil' felonies
Lil' bro with me and I bet he squeeze
Two thousand dollars on Cartiers
I'd rather spend it on Fendi tees
Used to pick up then I'm [?]
Now I make a living off melodies

Chorus: OT9
Cartier lens
All black Benz
Don't do friends
Shit, I done did it again
OT done did it again
Cartier lens
All black Benz
Don't do friends
Shit, I done did it again
OT done did it again