Yeah they talk but they ain't know me though My boy keep a Drac', so his nickname Mr OVO All my guys spinnin', shit get windy like a four for four I'm shootin' at the stars, but I should shoot it at ya' face This d-deuce hella small, but it's gon' twerk like Coi Leray When you catch him, told my hitter bless him, bro gon' leave a stain We gon' stretch him, I ain't tryna wrestle, I ain't Roman Reigns
