This is a song about "Red eye og"

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

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

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

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

Runnin' this bitch like i do not care

Chillin like a villain got my red eye glare

As a red eye, high jedi, letting lead fly, i bet i bust

Inspired by women, niggas say that i treat em different

I’m the king of rock

You wanna be an og,

Now you know that im the og

To y'all minds i'm like a uk clock

High heel wearer, hell of a body

Youngin but i know an og from a copy.

Many kush flavors, og kush and sour diesel,

Rather die making money than live poor and legal