This is a song about "Og bitch"

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

Youngin but i know an og from a copy.

Rack, rack, city bitch, city bitch

Double m self made we forever rich

Murdering another bitch

I'm gon' make a pretty big sandwich

Og like the prince of bel air,

They're tryin to say that i don't care

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

When you rapping how you rapping, bitches pack up and leave

Cause we done did that

Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, finna shit,

I'mma keep it real kid i’m just hatinain’t a opportunity i ain’t take close chase

Im like whats up, he says your too much of a og for this place, now leave before i smack your face,

See i let my nigga split that

Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, finna shit,