Og WhyG Simpson

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[Intro] (Rrah, Rrah) You already know where we come man Blue Feather Strip Mr Vanishyah the mixtape [Chorus] She told you she celibate, (She did) For WhyG she selling it (Lil' bitch) Quarter brick, (Ay) Half a brick, (Okay) Feel like OJ (Ay) the juice man (Okay) Bitch I'm OJ WhyG Simpson, (Skurrt) In the kitchen, (Skurrt) Cooking, Jessica Simpson (Skurrt) With a smithon (Rrah) She told you she celibate For WhyG she selling it (Lil' bitch) Quarter brick Half a brick, (Ay) Feel like OJ (Ay) the juice man (Okay) Bitch I'm OJ WhyG Simpson, (Huh) In the kitchen, (Huh) Cooking, Jessica Simpson (Huh) With a smithon (Rrah) [Verse 1] Couldn't find the glizzy, I had to perk the smithon Silencer on the smithon, can't listen All this water on my neck, go fishing All this gold on my neck, watch it glisten I will slide on your block, bitch I'm driftin' And I'm shootin' on opps, I won't miss 'em Bad bitch cause my dick who she kisses ?? if she don't wash her dishes Everywhere I go I'm the freshest Big gun, Charles bounted and deathwish Dunk on a nigga like Celtics Whole lotta hollow tips and the cal. tech Flex on a nigga like bowflex All I want is the wozzle, I don't want sex All I want is the neck like a ostrich Cook the dope and let ?? You call my phone, I ignore it Cousie knock all in the door He give me 2 bills for 4 Only gave him an 80 piece Walk around with the Glock with the .50 piece Aim at his ass, can't aim at his Jesus piece White girl in the pot Twisting around Dancing around like a ballerine Glizzy peel, it's type like a tangerine [Chorus] She told you she celibate, (She did) For WhyG she selling it (Lil' bitch) Quarter brick, (Ay) Half a brick, (Okay) Feel like OJ (Ay) the juice man (Okay) Bitch I'm OJ WhyG Simpson, (Skurrt) In the kitchen, (Skurrt) Cooking, Jessica Simpson (Skurrt) With a smithon (Rrah) She told you she celibate For WhyG she selling it (Lil' bitch) Quarter brick Half a brick, (Ay) Feel like OJ (Ay) the juice man (Okay) Bitch I'm OJ WhyG Simpson, (Huh) In the kitchen, (Huh) Cooking, Jessica Simpson (Huh) With a smithon (Rrah) [Verse 2] Look at my neck, it glisten (Glee) He a peon I had to rinse him (Rrah) Racks on ?? , (Rrah) (Ah) (So) Couldn't go flip him (Rrah, rrah) Quick to that lean, I mix it (High) 100 to 4 ?? I mix them (I do) I was broke, I had to fix it (I did) 2 hitters on the test, they had to assist him (They did) .40 it's fat, and it talk a bit of ?? (It does) Couldn't find the glizzy, had to perk the smithon (Where is it?) Still hold the stiff it, (Ah) You better go inside with the stepping (Runnin') This ain't for fashion, we usin' our weapons, (We do) (Ah) Cross a lil nigga right off of the trackers (Check it) (Ah) Then swim onto the next which, (Where is he) I had to dirty a next glizz (Rrah, rrah) Couldn't swap me, I was all the way in Paris (I'm gone) (Ah) Cool it, talkin' bonjour (Bonjour) Took to a French ?? (Ah, ah, je m'appelle) ?? She was so saucy, she had the Birkin bags and the rockets (Sauce) She remind me Nicole ?? (She does) , all she want Bandit (Wannaz) [Chorus] She told you she celibate, (She did) For WhyG she selling it (Lil' bitch) Quarter brick, (Ay) Half a brick, (Okay) Feel like OJ (Ay) the juice man (Okay) Bitch I'm OJ WhyG Simpson, (Skurrt) In the kitchen, (Skurrt) Cooking, Jessica Simpson (Skurrt) With a smithon (Rrah) She told you she celibate For WhyG she selling it (Lil' bitch) Quarter brick Half a brick, (Ay) Feel like OJ (Ay) the juice man (Okay) Bitch I'm OJ WhyG Simpson, (Huh) In the kitchen, (Huh) Cooking, Jessica Simpson (Huh) With a smithon (Rrah)
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