Omlit - Omari Jabari

I’m lit like a omelette, drivin' in my whip

Make you carsick, carsick

I’m lit like a omelette, drivin' in my whip

Make you carsick, carsick

I’m lit like a omelette, drivin' in my whip

Make you carsick, carsick

I’m lit

Sauce you with my wrist, I’m a boss

Made my dawg sick, my dawg sick

Your bitch give me neck like a ostritch

Drive inside my whip

Lost cause, bitch, I’m off of this

I’m off of this

Bitch, I’m lit, made a flip like a omlette

Jumped out the whip, tailored fit for my coffin

Ultra-violence, pretty bitch, Ryan Gosling

I wanna pop a pill, then pop another, then get top then

Tragedy on tragedy, imagine folks, they used to laugh at me

Actually, I just let your bitch pay for my gasoline

Ashley topless in that Cutlass, made a pass at me

I just tell her run it and she run it like an athlete

Flower City Papi, way too lit it’s your catastrophe

Casualty on casualty, uh, how you gon' be mad at me?

I’m lit like a omelette, I’m lit

Yeah, I’m lit like a omelette, I’m lit, lit, lit, lit

Never sober, my cup runeth over

I feel like I’m Sosa, wanna see my cobra

My girl got her choker, always ask to choke her

I think that I love her, woo, I don’t know her

I think that I’m closer, devil on my shoulder

Just like me, but older, clap that ass sober

I’m cold and hot, bipolar, my soul looks like the Joker

Demons hangin' off the walls, dozen bitches in the stall

Coke calls and they crawl, never let her see me fall

Try to love me, hit a wall, love yourself, fuck 'em all (fuck 'em all)

Fuck 'em all, if I die, ride, ball (ball)

I’ma ride for my dawgs (I'ma ride for my)

Break the law, deal with God (God)

I was scared of that call (I was scared)

Always had no withdrawals (withdrawals)

In the clutch, I’m Chris Paul (Chris Paul)

Goin' straight to the hall (hall)

Lit

I’m lit, lit, lit, lit

I’m lit like a omelette, drivin' in my whip

Make you carsick, carsick

I’m lit like a omelette, drivin' in my whip

Make you carsick, carsick

I’m lit like a omelette, drivin' in my whip

Make you carsick, carsick

I’m lit

Sauce you with my wrist, I’m a boss

Made my dawg sick, my dawg sick

Your bitch give me neck like a ostritch

Drive inside my whip

Lost cause, bitch, I’m off of this

I’m off of this