OG

I be smokin' on that OG
Why these pussy the niggas talk but don't know me

Ball and chill while I'm smokin' on some OG nigga
Know you pussy niggas talkin' but don't know me, nigga
Fuck the fuck shit you heard, that's the old me, nigga
See me right now, boy, you gotta show me nigga
I ain't like them other niggas that came before me, rappin
My blood cousin was the first nigga who showed me trappin
Paid dime for them dubs, nigga, got shit crackin'
Can't fuck with them bug niggas, that's how shit happen
Low loads blowin' Gs to the face, lawyer talkin bout my case
Got a nigga losin' faith, but I'm straight bout the time, I'll wait
All the shit I been through, all the charges I done ate, ayy
Told Trap that this shit go crazy
I'ma be spittin' facts till this rap shit pay me
Can't lie, man, this trap shit saved me
Got me thinkin' how the street shit made me
Into a monster, that money gettin' longer
Dog switch sides, thought he was my partner
MacArthur, I got the juice Feelin' like Pac, I'm about to shoot
Couple shots out this Glock, make you cop a deuce
I just pop, pop, nigga, watch me drop a deuce
Don't be pocket watching a nigga, that's what coppers do
Ain't nobody baller blockin', so we stopping you

I be smokin' on that O.G
Why these pussy niggas talking but don't know me
I be smokin' on that O.G
Why these pussy niggas talking but don't know me

You be talkin', I be smokin' the spliff
Mind your business, you get caught up in shit
Pay attention, you get caught with that bitch
My dog wack, he get off with that stick
House arrest with that officer shit
Can't wait till I get off of this shit
First time I'm takin' off on a trip
You fuck niggas, ain't gon' know when dip
They gon' know when I flip
Might be whore'n your bitch
I be No'n your shit
I ain't blowin' no krypt

I be smokin' on that O.G
Why these pussy niggas talking but don't know me
I be smokin' on that O.G
Why these pussy niggas talking but don't know me



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Writer(s): Daniel Lewis
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