Chilling with my OG and he treat me like a OG bro
We ain't got the same mama
But I treat him like Brodie bro
I be smoking loud
Yea that pack
Yea that OG bro
Yeen even know me
Walking up on me
Don't approach bro
Chilling with my OG and he treat me like a OG bro
We ain't got the same mama
But I treat him like Brodie bro
I be smoking loud
Yea that pack
Yea that OG bro
Yeen even know me
Walking up on me
Don't approach bro
Niggas stealing style
See they jacking
Yea you owe me bro
If he acting hard
I just squashed em
Rollie pollie bro
Shit y'all do be backwards
Headed to the pin
Like he bowling bro
Shit I'm riding in
Black and white
Just like a Oreo
I tell em get familiar
Read up on me like a portfolio
I got riders on that bullshit
Not talking rodeos
You be pulling stings
And ima boss
You see I'm pulling rope
Know I got the sauce
I got the drip
All I do is float
I be talking cash
Spitting green
Like some f*cking scope
Shinning like a star
You can see me
Go and get a scope
The strand I got
1 hitta
It's too potent
All I do is choke
Shit I got
Extinct
And it's purple
Call it Barney bro
Niggas talking shit
Now watch me pop up like a Carney bro
Fear nothing but God
So what the f*ck I look like running fo
Kicking off my shoes
So a nigga can go toe to toe
I'm gangsta
In N.Y.
So why not
Let's call it Harlem bro
Chilling with my OG and he treat me like a OG bro
We ain't got the same mama
But I treat him like Brodie bro
I be smoking loud
Yea that pack
Yea that OG bro
Yeen even know me
Walking up on me
Don't approach bro
Chilling with my OG and he treat me like a OG bro
We ain't got the same mama
But I treat him like Brodie bro
I be smoking loud
Yea that pack
Yea that OG bro
Yeen even know me
Walking up on me
Don't approach bro
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Chilling with my OG and he treat me like a OG bro
We ain't got the same mama
But I treat him like Brodie bro
I be smoking loud
Yea that pack
Yea that OG bro
Yeen even know me
Walking up on me
Don't approach bro
Chilling with my OG and he treat me like a OG bro
We ain't got the same mama
But I treat him like Brodie bro
I be smoking loud
Yea that pack
Yea that OG bro
Yeen even know me
Walking up on me
Don't approach bro
Niggas stealing style
See they jacking
Yea you owe me bro
If he acting hard
I just squashed em
Rollie pollie bro
Shit y'all do be backwards
Headed to the pin
Like he bowling bro
Shit I'm riding in
Black and white
Just like a Oreo
I tell em get familiar
Read up on me like a portfolio
I got riders on that bullshit
Not talking rodeos
You be pulling stings
And ima boss
You see I'm pulling rope
Know I got the sauce
I got the drip
All I do is float
I be talking cash
Spitting green
Like some f*cking scope
Shinning like a star
You can see me
Go and get a scope
The strand I got
1 hitta
It's too potent
All I do is choke
Shit I got
Extinct
And it's purple
Call it Barney bro
Niggas talking shit
Now watch me pop up like a Carney bro
Fear nothing but God
So what the f*ck I look like running fo
Kicking off my shoes
So a nigga can go toe to toe
I'm gangsta
In N.Y.
So why not
Let's call it Harlem bro
Chilling with my OG and he treat me like a OG bro
We ain't got the same mama
But I treat him like Brodie bro
I be smoking loud
Yea that pack
Yea that OG bro
Yeen even know me
Walking up on me
Don't approach bro
Chilling with my OG and he treat me like a OG bro
We ain't got the same mama
But I treat him like Brodie bro
I be smoking loud
Yea that pack
Yea that OG bro
Yeen even know me
Walking up on me
Don't approach bro
We ain't got the same mama
But I treat him like Brodie bro
I be smoking loud
Yea that pack
Yea that OG bro
Yeen even know me
Walking up on me
Don't approach bro
Chilling with my OG and he treat me like a OG bro
We ain't got the same mama
But I treat him like Brodie bro
I be smoking loud
Yea that pack
Yea that OG bro
Yeen even know me
Walking up on me
Don't approach bro
Niggas stealing style
See they jacking
Yea you owe me bro
If he acting hard
I just squashed em
Rollie pollie bro
Shit y'all do be backwards
Headed to the pin
Like he bowling bro
Shit I'm riding in
Black and white
Just like a Oreo
I tell em get familiar
Read up on me like a portfolio
I got riders on that bullshit
Not talking rodeos
You be pulling stings
And ima boss
You see I'm pulling rope
Know I got the sauce
I got the drip
All I do is float
I be talking cash
Spitting green
Like some f*cking scope
Shinning like a star
You can see me
Go and get a scope
The strand I got
1 hitta
It's too potent
All I do is choke
Shit I got
Extinct
And it's purple
Call it Barney bro
Niggas talking shit
Now watch me pop up like a Carney bro
Fear nothing but God
So what the f*ck I look like running fo
Kicking off my shoes
So a nigga can go toe to toe
I'm gangsta
In N.Y.
So why not
Let's call it Harlem bro
Chilling with my OG and he treat me like a OG bro
We ain't got the same mama
But I treat him like Brodie bro
I be smoking loud
Yea that pack
Yea that OG bro
Yeen even know me
Walking up on me
Don't approach bro
Chilling with my OG and he treat me like a OG bro
We ain't got the same mama
But I treat him like Brodie bro
I be smoking loud
Yea that pack
Yea that OG bro
Yeen even know me
Walking up on me
Don't approach bro
Writer: Myke Scott
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