Lil Flash - Og Lil Flash [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Hook]
Sucker act like he know my life, like he know me
He don't know half of the shit I've been through keep it low key
Don't test me ACT, This shit easy boy ABC
THC all in me, Ausin Powers with yo bitch lets get groovy
Mojo thats what I call lean
I ain't been to school in weeks
Fuck school I got f's an d's
Now a feature cost 56 g's
Cross ya ass sucka why you lookin' at me
Shooters on the roof it ain't nothin' to pull a three
I only smoke one muthafuckin' type of weed All we smoke is OG

[Verse 1:]
I'm dozing off I'm dozing
I'm off the dope, I'm dozing off
Little bitch gettin' put on a poster
Imma boom-boom-boom Blake Griffin yo mom
I'm up and at it any second we can get dramatic
I'm the flexer of the year like I'm athletic
( Huh? what? What you talking bout)
Get the fuck up outta my house twistin' up that loud call it robot
I'm going crazy like 36 ,front ya like 3 zips
I know you muthafuckas didn't think I would be shit
Whole new beginning mane ain't no precinct
Cops pull us over put the dope in my Adidas
Tweakin' geekin' and I'm leanin'
Old ass muthafucka Robert Freemen
Bitch on diesel, put my keys in
Wake up in the morning with such a good feeling
Got ya bitch out here kneeling
Why you taking to the cops you mane squeling
Anything you say can be used against you, man this shit fu
Bitch on me dark no shitzu
5 or 7 clips into 2
Og gas lots of molly and some flats zans too
Acid call it Lucy thats my muthafuckin' main boo
Blue Drean? no, Cookies? Hell no
You smokin' Caprisun, Fruitloop
I only smoke the strong

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]

Don't talk about it unless you see it
Run into the gang and you gone Micheal Jackson beat it
Cross joints back to back like Seth Rogan
But I don't smoke no pineapple
Well Ha-ha-ha-ha well million dollar joke'
Cus I be flippin' shit like White Castle
Any motherfucker wanna battle me Flex finesse bitch I'm in junior academy
Finesse school I'm at the top of my class, never ditch class but I always ditch the pack
Squad pulled up and I ain't saying squad
Ferragamo belts and True Religion top
Call big bro keep the mojo sprite with some ice
Pull up on ya block boom-boom bim-bam turn ya car into a bike