Young Og

Yea
Young OG shit

When I wake up I get money
Still that fly nigga blow it by the onion
Imma boss can't talk to y'all runners
I don't talk all I be with is gunners
I know some niggas that get it on the low
Ion talk much unless it's bout some dough
They can't get it they gotta catch up
I'm still in it they still next up

I blow bags, shoes got checks
She wanna fuck, I want the neck
She upset, she get kicked out
Bitch I'm da man don't need no clout
I be dripping get me a towel
I see they looking eyes like a owl
You see the moves check ya lens
This here a Porsche not a Benz
You got some friends hope y'all in
I got some Hen for our sins

They lesbians (what) for me they not
Y'all be in parties I be in gwap
Don't eat no guac patna keep a couple glocks
I know they plot they see the knots
Where we headed to the top
Who gone stop us nobody we to hot
If you hating you mad you a opp
A bad boy can't stop I won't stop
I gotta get it, that's all I know
Who want smoke just let me know
I'm smoking OG make hit with OG
Bitch I'm a OG get green no fo' leaf
On my grind don't got no time
Like Uncle Sam bitch I need mine
Need a piece of mind just tryna shine
Waited my time they wait in line
On the move while y'all lose
They playing cool I'm staying true

This that young OG music
This that young OG music
This that young OG music
I got the juice and I can't lose it, oo oo
I got the juice and I can't lose it, oo oo
I got the juice and I can't lose it, oo oo
I got the juice and I can't lose it



Credits
Writer(s): Adrian Edwards, O.g. Itamar
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