OG Lyrics

OG Lyrics

Yeah, Alumni batgang Urgh

I tell you what’s good b**ch 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 sh*t
I been had yo chick bad yo b**ch with no foreplay
Hit her with a little bit of vocab that player sh*t 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 sh*t 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**king money don’t help badder me
Cause your salary is light weight
Like celery tellin me
Why the f**k you at me no nigga
I ain’t tryna ad-v that bullsh*t 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
b**ch it’s Tha Alumni Bat-a-tat ain’t no other gang
OG in the f**king blunt OG right before my f**king name

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

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