O.G.

Lyrics

[Chorus: DrugRixh Hect] I started with nothing, I ain't used to have shit How the fuck you think I got the Rollie on my wrist? DrugRixh, we done started some shit Got the Percs and the gas, it's time to get lit Little freaky bitch busting, she doing the splits I only throw combos when working my wrist I pull up, called her back, hit it and I dip I walked in the club with a 30 clip Auntie came with a five and I gave her a skimp O.G. like Derek Fisher them Been busted a few times, so I'm busting off rip Ain't going out bad, so you know I ain't slipping Ocean blue Buscemi keychain, they Cripping Shoot a chopper good so you know I ain't missing I ran up the racks and they said Hect went missing Drop top Wraith, nigga, fuck the ceiling [Verse 1: Hoodrich Pablo Juan] Rollie wrist come from whipping the bricks Serving drugs got a young nigga rich And I just sold you a nick Junkies dancing when they taking a hit She had them big lips, she blow me a kiss I'm on them prescripts, I jumped in the whip I poured up the lean like it was a fifth I'm fucking your bitch, but I plead the fifth Mike Lowry Porsche, Will Smith I shoot with the chopper, somebody get killed I like a bitch ass fit right in my grip I'm drinking the PT glass sealed Fucked that baby momma, she a MILF Made me Family Guy like Peter Griff I trapped and did work in the Lyft Got a 18-wheeler, Hect, I need a forklift [Chorus: DrugRixh Hect] I started with nothing, I ain't used to have shit How the fuck you think I got the Rollie on my wrist? DrugRixh, we done started some shit Got the Percs and the gas, it's time to get lit Little freaky bitch busting, she doing the splits I only throw combos when working my wrist I pull up, called her back, hit it and I dip I walked in the club with a 30 clip Auntie came with a five and I gave her a skimp O.G. like Derek Fisher them Been busted a few times, so I'm busting off rip Ain't going out bad, so you know I ain't slipping Ocean blue Buscemi keychain, they Cripping Shoot a chopper good so you know I ain't missing I ran up the racks and they said Hect went missing Drop top Wraith, nigga, fuck the ceiling [Verse 2: DrugRixh Pe$o] Pablo bringing in the truck backwards Finessed him with the glasses, he a coward You walk in my trap and it smell sour O.G. gas bags in, selling by the hour DrugRixh got the plug on the powder The money and guns gon' bring me the power Call up Hect, he gon' pull out the stick I'm a O.G. like my nigga Scott in the [?] Selling birds, I done flooded my wrist On the Percocets geeked, I just fucked your bitch Buscemi shoes, know we locking that shit DrugRixh, I just stepped a brick Draco hold a hundred, one in the head and it ain't no need to cock the shit 1'5, trapping hard, came up from a nick Combo shit when I cut a brick Start flipping that shit, I got rich [Chorus: DrugRixh Hect] I started with nothing, I ain't used to have shit How the fuck you think I got the Rollie on my wrist? DrugRixh, we done started some shit Got the Percs and the gas, it's time to get lit Little freaky bitch busting, she doing the splits I only throw combos when working my wrist I pull up, called her back, hit it and I dip I walked in the club with a 30 clip Auntie came with a five and I gave her a skimp O.G. like Derek Fisher them Been busted a few times, so I'm busting off rip Ain't going out bad, so you know I ain't slipping Ocean blue Buscemi keychain, they Cripping Shoot a chopper good so you know I ain't missing I ran up the racks and they said Hect went missing Drop top Wraith, nigga, fuck the ceiling