Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song OTT, artist - Allday.
Date of issue: 23.07.2020
Song language: English
OTT |
Two left feet |
CBD’in in the CBD |
Girls drive past, go 'beep-beep-beep' |
Straight out of Blackwood, yeah not the OC, |
But I stay up in La |
Boys wanna fight, that’s the way that they are |
Used to go paint on a train in the yard |
Sleep all day, Gatorade vase in the car |
Take off in a '03 Lex |
Don’t talk to cops and we don’t confess |
Used to come venue mad underdressed |
Double tick Nikes like a track star, yes |
Take off in a '03 Lex |
Don’t talk to cops and we don’t confess |
Used to come venue mad underdressed |
Double tick Nikes like a track star, yes |
Yeah, I’m OTT |
Tour cleaned up, yeah, I’m OCD |
Step back, man, you don’t know me-me |
And my girl too fine, yeah, OMG |
Yeah, I’m OTT |
One more time, yeah, I’m OCD |
Step back, man, you don’t know me-me |
And my girl too fine, yeah, OMG |
And I find myself thinking it was simple then |
Lying to myself, it was never simple then |
Well, back when back when |
Thought we were gangsters, young madmen |
Started out rapping in the wrong accent |
Blonde, looking like Frank, but more like Em |
When I couldn’t get booked |
Used to play FIFA, I was no good |
Couple friends could’ve played in the Premier League |
Or the AFL, but instead it was weed, ice and speed |
But Brodie did it |
The ozone is my only limit |
Hope all my critics drink JUUL pod liquid |
Hope all my friends make jumbo figures |
That’s to the core |
Hope it rubs off like wax on a board |
There were two in the bed, cracks in the walls |
Rain on my head when it happened to pour |
Yeah, I’m OTT |
Tour cleaned up, yeah, I’m OCD |
Step back, man, you don’t know me-me |
And my girl too fine, yeah, OMG |
Yeah, I’m OTT |
One more time, yeah, I’m OCD |
Step back, man, you don’t know me-me |
And my girl too fine, yeah, OMG |
And I find myself thinking it was simple then |
Lying to myself, it was never simple then |
Next year, have a brand new Lex |
Don’t talk to cops and we don’t confess |
Still come venue mad underdressed |
Double tick Nikes like a track star, yes |
And I find myself thinking it was simple then |
Yeah, I’m OTT |
Yeah, I’m OTT |
Yeah, I’m OTT |
Yeah, I’m OTT (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) |
Lying to myself, it was never simple then |
Yeah, I’m OTT |
Yeah, I’m OTT |
Yeah, I’m OTT |
Yeah, I’m OTT |