This is a song about "You ain t no og"

And you don't know how it feels to be a og

Drip drop, the angels made a pit stop

Do i bring discomfert to you're upper middle class starbucks dicks

You say you ain fake or plastic? ha that's sarcastic, fool youre fake as graphics

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

Ain t happenin!!! you bitches faker then 8 mannequins

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back

There's crack, there's crack

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

A, b-s-t-r-a-c-t, come in smokin' green, talk about a stupid question, you feelin' me?

Curl up like big worm when i drop

Will who are you? an o.g?...

T-raw you don't know who you fucking with?

Welcome to hell, niggasi rock bad bitches