This is a song about "Og bennett"

We popping bottles, it don't stop

Now you know that im the og

Told him don't touch my og kush it's better than your keef

Than diggin' in your couch, looking for your car keys

And never should you tear

Og like the prince of bel air,

All i wanna know girl what yo name is, i see them other niggas they be on that lame shit

I'mma still be me be the same og who puts it down for the hood (you better believe it)

And i'mma keep ya fresh

I smoke og kuch fuck stress

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

Bitch, you're 12, acting og like a fresh mc, don't ya agree?

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Many kush flavors, og kush and sour diesel,

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Always stay straped is what my og told me