Og Lyrics

Yeah, Alumni batgang Urgh

I tell you what’s good bitch my whole team is
If I got a whole lot I break it into pieces
Let’s all roll up OG just makes me feel mo G
Somewhere over the ocean
You still over there on that old shit
I been had yo chick bad yo bitch with no foreplay
Hit her with a little bit of vocab that player shit is my forte
Westside connected like O’Shea
Throwing up that ok, batgang
All the way out the hood but I can’t change
Number one on my list
Eating that number 2 in Mac Donald’s
With 3 chains on my neck
For the realist nigga inside here
Better respect me like a reefer
Nigga that’s why chain no Geneva it's mo women
Patron but the liter at magic city like eureka
I bet yo man can’t do it like this
So many women to do on my list
Back when you didn’t think a nigga exist
Still had yo girl friend on my dick,
I’m popping shit on point with 2 blunts double jointed Been back come show me something
When you don’t mean nothing
You can tell I’m feeling myself
And all this mothef*cking money don’t help badder me
Cause your salary is light weight
Like celery tellin me
Why the f*ck you at me no nigga
I ain’t tryna ad-v that bullshit you c-c I RIP yo dreams

Urgh auto-bang sliding in and outa lanes
Kush got me outa alpina top flow like brother bang
Bitch it’s Tha Alumni Bat-a-tat ain’t no other gang
OG in the f*cking blunt OG right before my f*cking name

I know you see it Urgh
I’m in this bitch with my hood on
Smoking on that good strong
OG yo favorite rapper

I tell you what’s good bitch my whole team is
I tell you what’s good bitch my whole team is
Bitch it’s Tha Alumni Bat-a-tat ain’t no other gang
OG in the f*cking blunt OG right before my f*cking name (x2)

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