Kid Ink - OG lyrics

I'll tell you what's good b**h My whole team is If I got a whole lie I break it into pieces Let's all roll up OG Just makes me feel more G Somewhere over the ocean And you still over there on that old sh** I been had yo chick bagged Yo b**h with no foreplay Hit her with a little bit of vocab That player sh** is my forte West side, connect it like Oh shape Throwin' up that OK Bat gang all the way out the hood but I can't change Number one on my list, eatin' a number two at McDonald's with Three chains on my neck, four Realest n***a inside here Betta respect me like Aretha n***a this watch ain't no Geneva It's smoke and Patron by the liter, At magic city like eureka I Bet your man can't do it like this So many women headed on my list Back when you didn't think a n***a exist Still had your girlfriend on my dick I'm poppin' sh** on point with Two blunts, double jointed, bend back and show me somethin' Go once you don't owe me nothin'. You can tell I'm feelin' myself And all this motherf**in' money don't help Mad at me cuz your salary is lightweight like celery Tell me why the f** is you at me Naw n***a I ain't tryna add a V To that bullsh** that you CC, R.I.P k** your dreams Auto bangs slidin' in and outta lanes Kush got me outta minda Top flow like brotha Mayne, b**h its tha alumni, Bat tat ain't no otha gang OG in the f**in' blunt OG right before my name I'll Tell you what's good b**h My whole team I'll Tell you what's good b**h My whole team is b**h its that alumni Bat tat ain't no otha gang OG in the f**in' blunt OG right before my name