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 mothefucking 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)