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Superstitious Lyrics by O.B. Fly

2018

[Intro: Frank Whitee]
Watchin out for the venom spitters
And the rats call em cheese eaters
Circle smaller than a pepperoni
I just want a slice like a pizza

[Chorus: Frank Whitee]
I turned my rags to riches (riches)
I want the bags n bitches (bitches)
Dead people on me (Aye)
Superstitious (Superstitious)
I turned my rags to riches (I turned my rags to riches)
I want the bags n bitches (I want the)
Dead people on me (Dead people on me)
Superstitious (Aye)
Leave a nigga dead in the living room (Aye)
Imma true God nigga who are you (Aye)
Mama look bad I wanna peek at you
Static running through me like pikachu
Leave a nigga dead in the living room (Aye)
Imma true God nigga who are you (You)
Mama look bad I wanna peek at you
Static running through me like pikachu (Aye aye)

[Verse 1: E.Rog]
Bitch I’m E Rogers I came from the bottom I rose to the top like Derrick lil bitch
Born with out money dying with money before I leave earth my fam will be rich
Baddest bitches (Uh huh)
I bag I them bitches
G35 that’s my whip, foreign whippin
Blue faces all in my wallet Ben franklin my nigga
Done being broke got tired of the shit was fed up my nigga
Robbing and stealing and taking from people was all that I though about
Done with that phase 10 toes I stay nigga no falling down
Blessed to see another day i gotta stay prayed up
Coulda been in jail or dead instead I’m stacking bread up
Thank the lord for all this shit with out him straight stuck
Better kno cause if you don’t fasho you life stay rough

[Chorus: Frank Whitee]]
I turned my rags to riches (riches)
I want the bags n bitches (bitches)
Dead people on me (Aye)
Superstitious (Superstitious)
I turned my rags to riches (I turned my rags to riches)
I want the bags n bitches (I want the)
Dead people on me (Dead people on me)
Superstitious (Aye)
Leave a nigga dead in the living room (Aye)
Imma true God nigga who are you (Aye)
Mama look bad I wanna peek at you
Static running through me like pikachu
Leave a nigga dead in the living room (Aye)
Imma true God nigga who are you (You)
Mama look bad I wanna peek at you
Static running through me like pikachu (Aye aye)

[Verse 2: O.B. Fly]
She came wit a friend n they look alike
Bein dead broke my kryptonite
Fuck wit a nigga thatll get you right
Was a lost soul but I found the light
They had me locked wit the shooters
Running, the devil tryna pursue us
Used to b trapping off the school bus
You ain’t change you still wit that loser
Can't do no talkin thief in the night
After I Give her dick she goin strike
Took my wings off its fight or flight
A nigga came up n ain’t even white
Pay attention to how people do ya
Cross me nigga hallelujah
I was 18 i fucked a wit a cougar
Can’t stay here got that bitch a Uber

[Bridge: Frank Whitee]
Leave a nigga dead in the living room
Imma true God nigga who is you
Lil mama lookin bad I wanna peek at you
Static running through my body like I'm pikachu (Aye)

[Chorus: Frank Whitee]
I turned my rags to riches (riches)
I want the bags n bitches (bitches)
Dead people on me (Aye)
Superstitious (Superstitious)
I turned my rags to riches (I turned my rags to riches)
I want the bags n bitches (I want the)
Dead people on me (Dead people on me)
Superstitious (Aye)
Leave a nigga dead in the living room (Aye)
Imma true God nigga who are you (Aye)
Mama look bad I wanna peek at you
Static running through me like pikachu
Leave a nigga dead in the living room (Aye)
Imma true God nigga who are you (You)
Mama look bad I wanna peek at you
Static running through me like pikachu (Aye aye)

[Verse 3: SMG Krys]
I fuck the baddest bitches
No lie nigga no superstitious
My bitch is promiscuous
My dick in her mouth she don’t need a kiss
I am a player no wifin' it
But all night u should know that I’m piping it
Fly ass nigga been that from the start
Like the emoji I got a black heart
Whats on my coat a G and a Star
You a fruit loop why u acting so hard
You say you can rap but you getting out bared
You should start singing El Debarge
Young Ass nigga got a cold heart
I fuck all my bitches in the dark
How he the plug and ain’t got no narcs
I put the bitch on the drugs pints
I do all my jugs wit grimes, ounce again I only fuck on dimes
All of my Niggas keep 9's
If I fuck a 8 it’s 2 at a time
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