Original G's Lyrics

Yeah

How these man always talking that smoke

I do not know

Cah when we catch them on the roads

They always say there not involved

Got a brick and it's fresh off the boat

And we fresh off parole

Should probably keep that on the low

Cah a niggas just tryna stay home

Man them niggas they talk to the po

But you niggas still fuck with them though

How you fuck with a snitch that be fucking

With pigs man that shit confuses me the most

Tell that bitch I ain't cuffing no hoe

Oh oh no

But if she lucky she might feel the length get a stroke

Oh oh oh ohh

Original G's yeah that's me yeah

Catch me with animal

We highly flammable

The way we light up these streets, yeah

The way that I fire these beats, yeah

You man can not level up

Switch gears and pedal up

But you ain't Lewi or me, oh

That's why your stressing

I'm from a era of giggs, pain is the essence, yeah

I'm here with some veterans

He's from a era of little mix and one direction

Yeah, I can just tell it

Niggas is pussy

They ask me how do I know

I can just smell it

Niggas is rookies

Cah when they get caught by the po po

They always telling

Them man couldn't even do a half of my sentence

But SHARPAS a g that's why SHARPA

Done did it

Talking that smoke

I do not know

Cah when we catch them on the roads

They always say there not involved

Got a brick and it's fresh off the boat

And we fresh off parole

Should probably keep that on the low

Cah a niggas just tryna stay home

Man them niggas they talk to the po

But you niggas still fuck with them though

How you fuck with a snitch that be fucking

With pigs man that shit confuses me the most

Tell that bitch I ain't cuffing no hoe

Oh oh no

But if she lucky she might feel the length get a stroke

Oh oh oh ohh

Original g I'm organic

Chopping up niggas I turn em to salad

Nought to a hundred they say ama cannon

Surfing the wave, not tryna sink like titanic

They see me in flesh and they panic

I cannot lie

Running the street man I'm waiting for sharpa

To pass me the baton

It's not a surprise

The friends that I got ain't the type you could ever imagine

Most of these niggas are capping

Ain't even trapping

Toasting them niggas I crumpet and jam em

Ain't talking money you talking in Latin, nigga

I don't understand bullshit

Rob who? Better run that back full nigga

Please no talking back when I'm talking

Show some manners or street fighter

I give you a hadoken

Talking that smoke

I do not know

Cah when we catch them on the roads

They always say there not involved

Got a brick and it's fresh off the boat

And we fresh off parole

Should probably keep that on the low

Cah a niggas just tryna stay home

Man them niggas they talk to the po

But you niggas still fuck with them though

How you fuck with a snitch that be fucking

With pigs man that shit confuses me the most

Tell that bitch I ain't cuffing no hoe

Oh oh no

But if she lucky she might feel the length get a stroke

Oh oh oh ohh