Oh Mami Lyrics Chase Atlantic, Maggie Lindemann

Bitch, I'm Fucking Styling
Yuh! (Oo... Oo...)
Yeah! (Woah)
Oo... Oo... Oo...
Yeah! Yeah!

Cuban Link, Diamond Cross
I Got A Spanish Chiquita
No Habla Inglés, Not At All, No
Cut Up Three Lines Like Adidas
She Clean That Shit Up With Her Nose
And I Got A Kilo, No Kilimanjaro
Baby, Just A Mountain Of Coke

Ooh, Mami, This A New 'Rari
Hit One-fifty On The Dash, I Bent The Corner
Then She Bent It For Me Sideways, Uh
I Might Have To Fuck Her On The Highway, Yeah
Uh! Woah!

Oo, Mami, I Got Blue Molly
I Throw Louis V, Supreme On Top Of Murakami
Bitch, I'm Fuckin' Styling, Yuh
I Might Say I Love Her, But I'm Lying, Yuuh
Yeah! Woah!

Oo... Oo... Oo...
Oo... No... No... Oo...
Yuh!

Bend It Over Slow 'Cuz Daddy I Know How You Like It
Backseat Of The Rari Pulling Over Just To Ride It
Make You Get Down On Your Knees
Can't Always Have What You Plеase
This Bitch, Ain't Coming For Free
Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah

Sipping On Vodka, Let's Go Hit The Slopеs
Dripping In Prada, Get Caught Up In The Snow
Bonnie And Clyde, You Know I Carry A Knife
You Should Be Scared For Your Life
'Cuz You Know I Don't Play Nice

Oo, Mami, This A New Farari
Hit One-fifty On The Dash, I Bent The Corner
Now, Now Bend It For Me Sideways, Uh
I Might Have To Fuck Her On The Highway, Yeah!
Yeah! Woah!

Oo, Oh My
I Don't Wanna Take This Call
I'm Too High; Red Eyes
She Might Even Take The Fall If I Ask Her
Baby, Pop It Backwards
Acting Extra, But She Never Been An Actress, Yeah
Ah, Shit
Oh, Yeah! Yeah Ah... Woah!
Oh, Yeah! Yeah Ah... Yeah!
Oh, Yeah! Yeah Ah...
Oh Shit!

I Said, I Said, Oh Mami, This A New Farari
Bitch, I'm Fucking Styling, I Don't Need No Stylist
All Of My Dogs, They Be Wilding

Shit, Fuck A Double Date
Double-down On Everything I Say
You Can Bring Your Friend, But She Don't Get To Stay
Guarantee She'll End Up Leaving Anyway

Never Play, Dog, Watch Out
Dark Flames When My Doors Swing Out
Switch Lanes On A One-way Route
Switchblade Make Your Blood Pour Out
Make It Rain In A Drought
Hop In, Hop Out

Motherfucker, Get Down When I Say, "Down"
Brown Duffle Bag, I Fill It Up With 30 Clip Rounds
Drop Shit, Pop Wheelies; Fuck A Breakdown
I Don't Give A—

Bitch, I'ma Slide Either Way
Please Do Not Try Me Today
I See The Static From A Mile Away
She Wanna Fuck Me, "Okay"
She Wanna Know How It Tastes

Yuh! Yuh!
Fuck All That Talking, I'm Restless, Yuh
I Pray That I Don't Get Arrested
Pray That She Wake Up For Breakfast
Pray That She Wake Up For Breakfast