Lil Flash - Og Lil Flash lyrics

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Lil Flash - Og Lil Flash lyrics

[Hook] s**er act like he know my life, like he know me He don't know half of the sh** I've been through keep it low key Don't test me ACT, This sh** easy boy ABC THC all in me, Ausin Powers with yo b**h lets get groovy Mojo thats what I call lean I ain't been to school in weeks f** school I got f's an d's Now a feature cost 56 g's Cross ya a** s**a why you lookin' at me Shooters on the roof it ain't nothin' to pull a three I only smoke one muthaf**in' 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 b**h 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 f** 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 muthaf**as didn't think I would be sh** 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 a** muthaf**a Robert Freemen b**h on diesel, put my keys in Wake up in the morning with such a good feeling Got ya b**h out here kneeling Why you taking to the cops you mane squeling Anything you say can be used against you, man this sh** fu b**h on me dark no sh**zu 5 or 7 clips into 2 Og gas lots of molly and some flats zans too Acid call it Lucy thats my muthaf**in' 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' sh** like White Castle Any motherf**er wanna battle me Flex finesse b**h I'm in junior academy Finesse school I'm at the top of my cla**, never ditch cla** 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