OG up in this mafucka Obie up in this mafucka We got that heat up in this mafucka Get up out your lane, just know it's about ta (bang) Uh-oh second album out the stable No worries about the paper, I ain't gettin' raped though All about his payroll, BME

Yo Skrill drop it hard Chillin' in Kyoto grand with my man Skrill Chain smokin' nicotine sayin' fuck fuck a fast deal We got that white girl so we make those skrill checks Fuck Fuck a white girl, talk ill, neck karate chop her grill, bitch I kill Born from the

God bless the dead God bless the dead (that's right) (that's right) Rest in peace to my motherfucker Biggy Smallz That's right bwoy It's goin on, right here God bless the dead, and buried nigga Don't worry if you see God first Tell him shit got worse, I

LOL crying face, make me shake my head They gon' (uh) Step on me now placed on a pedestal they find me dead (that’s fucked up) Yeah that water under the bridge, just use that shit as a charter May my friendship be a channel for all the pain you can't

I love bad bitches that's my fuckin' problem (Problem) And yeah I like to fuck fuck I got a fuckin' problem (True) If findin' somebody real is your fuckin' problem Bring ya girls to the crib maybe we can solve it Hold up! Bitches simmer down (uh) Takin' hella

Pull up and wet the block (Pew) Sippin' on lean, that's Wock' (Lean) All on my dick, she won't stop, yah (Bitch) I told her to give me some slop (Neck) Pull up, we drop the top (Top) My niggas, they pop a lot (Pop) Cannot fuck fuck with ops (Never) Walk

Yeah, when I step in the spot, motherfuckers say "who that?" Big Bun B, but you already knew that Live from the state where they chop it and screw that You hatin' on the trill OG, where they do that? (for real!) Motherfuckers need to get off the dick,

This your favorite song And it's all Please tell me what you think happened Like this time, fuck fuck it I woke up to like ninety-nine missed calls That's like ninety-nine people I probably pissed off Like damn, nigga, I was on a jail call Damn, niggas make

Wraaa Everybody get the fuck fuck up Though many have come There will never be another one Wraaa Daddy gonna pop that trunk Yeah, battle ship sunk, throwing dirt rock chunks Sling shot rocks broke no money lumps Looking up too D boys with the pretty dunks

I just don't give a fuck! So when you see me on your block with two glocks Screamin', "Fuck Fuck the world," like 2pac Talkin' that shit behind my back, dirty mackin' Tellin' your boys that I'm on crack So put my tape back on the rack Go run and tell your