Og

Smoking gelato and pouring up red

I'm still in the trap and I'm dodging the feds

Brother just call me he locked in the feds

Use to ride bikes with qua G on the pedds

Aim for the chest but hit ''em in the leg

I'm still on the bloc I ain't never been scared

I could fuck the bitch but I just got the head

She fuck wit the opps so I could leave her dead

I'm back on that lean so pour up a Fanta

I'm straight from the country just like David banner

I wish a **** would they calling me Santa

I catch me a body then go to Atlanta

Probably call Akon then go straight to Africa

Get it back in blood or get it like Dracula

**** disrespect me you know I'm smackin em

Really got the bags and you know I'm taxin em

They calling me OG

But I kno they **** don't know me

And it's still fuck the police

They get on my nerves like a nose bleed

It's me and lil trey man he know how I'm rockin I'm rep for the home team

I'm just like my father but ju keep on telling me don't be the old me

These **** don't know me

Whoop a **** just like Toby

My pockets full just like 4 ps

Fuck a scale move a whole thing

Sold roc's to the old fens

Never tell that's the code G

Nighas kno I'm really bout it

I'm the plug when it's drought it

Trap Dickey

Feeling John wall on the rockets they thought I was gone but I'm back

I do this shit like it's mufuckin legal how I walk around wit a strap

Feel like a preacher speakin on a Sunday I talk and these **** get clap

I move the pounds like a pregnant lady in labor my **** that's facts