J.R. Writer - O.g. lyrics

Saga, Damage, yessir, J.R Writer To all of my Gs coast to coast Flaco The Great Hook: I'm a real O.G. (You ain't heard about me) I'm a real O.G (J.R Writer n***a) I'm a real O.G (You ain't heard about me) i'm a real O.G. Verse 1: I been the hardest with them bars of piff, you could tell JR is sick Pardon prick, we started this, you can never harm a Dip (Never) You n***az harm-a-less, you would never harm a tick I ain't too happy but ya girl give me the marvelous I'm a quarter brick, something you would jog to pitch This is that lean boy, you still got your starter kit I ain't bothered with these n***az you see talkin' When we ride past, same n***az you see walkin' It's just sickening, I be listening They rap about they man f**in' ride that they sitting in (Get some wheels) They ain't whippin' 'em, nor stick-shiftin' 'em All his broke a** know how to do is (Get in 'em) You's a slouch, n***a glue up ya mouth (Shut up) I copped a Charger way before you ever knew it was out Stop, you was never hot, I'm a 100 times better ock Yeah your up, so up, I bet you that you'll never drop Hook: I'm a real O.G. (You ain't heard about me) I'm a real O.G (J.R Writer n***a) I'm a real O.G (You ain't heard about me) i'm a real O.G. (Repeat) Verse 2 J.R. Writer: Now, I got these ba*tards hatin' cuz I'm in a Aston racin' Switch lanes, cross 'em over like I'm Gary Payton Don't know my way around, the wrenches ain't aggravatin' I'll have a whole conversation with my navigation You move sloppy, hopping off a Ducatti I'm 'bout to make my 2nd car a Bugatti It's true mami, tear seats, blue body 1 point 2 ocky, since Jim copped that new Mase' (Maserati) You dude's throppy, I'm paid cuz I'm nice You will never ever see a day of this life I keep 'Ks for the fight So when I say gimme my space, no I don't mean a page on a site The K that I spray out, you'll lay with the mice We paid out, I can get you grey for a price Look, take my advice, or lay in the river Don't you dare say my name if you ain't a good swimmer Hook