Tekst piosenki
[Verse: 1]
Spliff have me cross eyed shit when I take a hit
Bong rips make Chef Boyardee ask what I’m boiling (What you doing?)
Rufilin will soothe your bitch until shes in my room and then
I’ll use her chin as the alley oop hoop when i shoot it in
Or fuck it I’ll dunk it, the back board I shrunk it
Now she looks like shes real good at math and whale hunting (Ariana)
The thrill of the kill when I’m grabbing this drill
Sure you will have the chills like eyes have the hills
Pass the Smith and Wesson to a nasty ass veteran
After connect 4 with some little kids in Connecticut (too soon?)
Rhetoric unsettling aiming guns at pedestrians
Always peeing in cups but you do not wanna test me bitch
Hefty bitch, jacking off to a hefty bitch
Right hand’s tired switching over to the lefty quick (look Ma no hands)
Ask Ms. white-lady to prom she went on to call my mom
Showed her my marathon bars and she sucked on my decathlon
[Hook: 1]
Talking shit on Twitter like they birds
Absurd nerd got the nerve to split you in thirds
Hash tag with that O G M U S I C K
O G M U S I C K
At the mall screaming Smoke Crack
Mobbing deeper than dimples on a pony’s back
Look Nigga Its O G M U S I C K
O G M U S I C K
[Verse: 2]
Pills plus liquor add it with weed and cocaine added
Passed out in the attic I’m an overactive addict
Not tatted fuck fashion I roll with the rogue bandits
Who will spread all that white stuff, Dandruff
Excessive amounts of Sunny D should account for my bloody pee
Crack rock coming out my cock bigger than diamond jewelry
Reckless Girly boards but us niggas got a death-wish
Arrested for screaming vacuum at a deaf bitch (What?)
So I hurt her, assault turns into 3rd degree murder
Drag her cold corpse for cheesy one at Bob’s Burgers
Have you dog Mr. Mota took his fucking shirt off
Flipped his girl off and drank the whole bottle of Smirnoff (vodka)
It was a turnoff so Wathana snatched up his Katana
Sliced up his cassava Chris gonna run home and tell his mama
Diss the master you’ll be first to die, black actors
Sid’s the bastard who angles his knives, protractors
Disaster will tend to arrive, shortly after
This bastard decides to stage dive, head fracture
EEHH!! wrong answer skip over the lung cancer
Just cough up a couple ribs and a half ounce of Fanta (don’t you want a)
BLACK Panther, or more like a giraffe in some glasses
Oh you really liked „aSid” consider this slow as mollasses
[Hook: 2]
Motherfucker O G M U S I C K
O G M U S I C K
Supporters got OG before they
Twitter names ask them niggas what makes em horny
They say O G M U S I C K
O G M U S I C K
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