Текст песни Og - James Wynn

As a young boss nigga on his old school shit, ay
Wake up every day like I'm supposed to do this
If it's not a super hit it's get thrown in the abyss, ay
I'm the general, I buy my stripes, I get conscript
Shoot dismiss, shoot dismiss
Goddamn, you is not in my calibre
I'm a young bachelor, get what I want
I'm a battler, number one challenger, number one woo!

Don't say my name in vain like you're vascular
Don't disrespect your ambassador, you could throw and prosecute a manager
Young nigga that's a gentleman, but not a gentleman
Never feminine, never specimen, than a lot of you niggas
Have you ever even looked in the mirror?
There, look at yourself, look at me, then look at yourself

You are the bottom, and I'm top shelf
Females warm up baby, I'll close the world
They want your DNA just to get above
Gave her your acceptance, told her, "You're in luck"
Niggas try to bring me down, I don't give a fuck
Niggas single ropin', I'm jumpin' like it's double dutch
Nigga, watch

Let me grab a ticket, goin' OT
Walkin' through this city like an OG
I be gettin' money on the low, low, low, low, low
So father always told me stay on call, call, call, call, call
I be making crack just like a whip
Thumbin' through these bands, hunnids and fifties, yeah
I be gettin' money on the low, low, low, low, low
Father always told me stay on call, call, call, call, call

Niggas hate on me 'cause they see the success
Movin' forward I ain't havin' no more regrets
I'm able they treat me like the ceiling
A musician, was a soldier, now a G clef
Wasn't wrapped tight, now a nigga rap tight
Swim it good, pussy bad bitch, yeah shit was tight, ay
So I put it on a plate and had it wrapped tight, ay

Gave me so much inspiration, nigga had to write, ay, ay
Y'all nigga down with polygamy, I need three rare bows
We could start a family
Then I break up with the women 'cause they want my money
Then I'll have three red X's call me Steve Harvey
Oh man, goddamn, that's a family feud
I just put designer jeans and some Jimmy Choo's
So I keep one eye open like the fetty do
'Cause what the fame cause the hate, that's just what it do, ay, ay

Use these sides, gonna crash on down, they callin' me to pull, ay
Hear me yell like things I want, you puttin' out the drugs
Told 'em don't call up this phone, ay, call the other phone, ay
Answered it and told him, they said, "Comin' very soon", ay
Bob saying why you got 'em waiting very long, ay
Made it perfect, I just wanna make you very proud, ay
Young king coming for his crown and I'ma hold it down
But shit, my calculations found that I'm a-

Let me grab a ticket, goin' OT
Walkin' through this city like an OG
I be gettin' money on the low, low, low, low, low
So father always told me stay on call, call, call, call, call
I be making crack just like a whip
Thumbin' through these bands, hunnids and fifties, yeah
I be gettin' money on the low, low, low, low, low
Father always told me stay on call, call, call, call, call