Told Em'
Yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
O.C.T.G yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Find my grind
Wasting no time
Running for mine yeah
Told em' we gon shine (run it run it run it)
Told em' we gon grind and we gon rock until we shine
Yeah I told em' keep on grinding keep on rocking til we shine yeah
The better the weed the better the life I'm living proof
(Living huh)
The bitch gon match my drip we're fucking inside of the coop yeah yeah
(Inside of the what?)
I can't be fake see me on BeReal I make it look easy
Jump on the stage I be geeking so crazy
Double the doze in my gas every city
(WHAT?!)
Fucking so hard on the system they're all rats
Ancestors and I we don't meditate on that
Shit is not a match
R.I.P my grandpa he done drowned in alcohol
But my uncle chasing clout and shit is not a match
(FUCK) not a match
Keep it a hundred I swear to god I do not fuck with no rats
Travel for business I swear to god swear to god swear to god
I do not fuck with no huh
Send me the invoice and that comes with no strings attached
Pocket rocket on my lap
Double the doze in my gas
Fuck it up and do the dash yeah
Only be chasing the guap
I run I don't stop
Your bitty bitch give me top
Savage lil nigga like pops
I run I don't stop
Piouuuuu
Piouuuuu
Piouuuuu
L-L-LK the man got the guap
Pull up and I pop
All of these niggas that block
Yeah all of these niggas that block
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
O.C.T.G huh
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
O.C.T.G yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Find my grind
Wasting no time
Running for mine yeah
Told em' we gon shine (run it run it run it)
Told em' we gon grind and we gon rock until we shine
Yeah I told em' keep on grinding keep on rocking til we shine yeah
The better the weed the better the life I'm living proof
(Living huh)
The bitch gon match my drip we're fucking inside of the coop yeah yeah
(Inside of the what?)
I can't be fake see me on BeReal I make it look easy
Jump on the stage I be geeking so crazy
Double the doze in my gas every city
(WHAT?!)
Fucking so hard on the system they're all rats
Ancestors and I we don't meditate on that
Shit is not a match
R.I.P my grandpa he done drowned in alcohol
But my uncle chasing clout and shit is not a match
(FUCK) not a match
Keep it a hundred I swear to god I do not fuck with no rats
Travel for business I swear to god swear to god swear to god
I do not fuck with no huh
Send me the invoice and that comes with no strings attached
Pocket rocket on my lap
Double the doze in my gas
Fuck it up and do the dash yeah
Only be chasing the guap
I run I don't stop
Your bitty bitch give me top
Savage lil nigga like pops
I run I don't stop
Piouuuuu
Piouuuuu
Piouuuuu
L-L-LK the man got the guap
Pull up and I pop
All of these niggas that block
Yeah all of these niggas that block
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
O.C.T.G huh
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
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Writer(s): Armand Mandengué
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