Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song OG, artist - Dave East. Album song Survival, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 07.11.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: DEF JAM, Universal Music
Song language: English
OG |
| Let’s start up an operation |
| The hate, it’s a lot we facin' |
| Just need your cooperation |
| On God, I just gotta taste it |
| You got that nigga on silent but he DMin' me |
| Could get him killed, but I’m gettin' money, don’t need that energy |
| I’m young, with all this shit I done, I’m OG |
| Her man be on the phone so I don’t call, I send emojis |
| Pimpin' in my DNA, I’m related to Goldie |
| Cuban rope like Richard Porter, I’m just tryna eat like Yogi |
| Ma, you know me |
| I swear every time you come, I go off (I shot my shot like Kobe, ma, |
| you know me) |
| And every time you leave, I stay gone, woah, woah, woah |
| Shorty, put that nigga on silent |
| He ain’t gotta know we in here wildin' |
| It’s all good 'til we on that island |
| It’s all good 'til she fuck OG |
| And every time I see her, I go deep |
| And every time she see me, she go sleep |
| And every time I need her, she need me |
| OG, OG |
| OG, OG, OG |
| Adolescence was a nuisance |
| Shit, all of my women un-exclusive |
| Just make 'em wipe me down like I’m Lil Boosie |
| I got styles like I’m Holiday, directin' my own movie |
| We fuck to Oochie Wally, told Jungle I caught a groupie |
| Niggas jackin' they security, punch 'em, they try to sue me |
| All my friends are dead, fuck a Draco, I came with an Uzi |
| Shit be staticky, you gotta pick a side |
| Knockin' Mary J. Blige, baggin' dimes, still surprised |
| I don’t really need advice 'cause she already know the vibes |
| Like a kid at the playground, get excited just to slide |
| Juice box, that shit feel like I’m swimmin' |
| Pussy so good, I dump all of my women |
| I go off when I’m up in it, you get it |
| I swear every time you come, I go off (I shot my shot like Kobe, ma, |
| you know me) |
| And every time you leave, I stay gone, woah, woah, woah |
| Shorty, put that nigga on silent |
| He ain’t gotta know we in here wildin' |
| It’s all good 'til we on that island |
| It’s all good 'til she fuck OG |
| And every time I see her, I go deep |
| And every time she see me, she go sleep (Huh) |
| And every time I need her, she need me (Woah) |
| OG, OG (Biggest) |
| OG, OG, OG (Yes, Maybach Music) |
| Zero hesitation when it come to livin' (Huh) |
| I see the revelations, they become so vivid (Huh) |
| I see the dedication, not like other women (Not like other women) |
| Different destinations, you deserve those visits (Woo) |
| Started in the orphanage but now you fortunate (Yes) |
| Aviator shades, we switchin' up all sort of shit (Uh) |
| I had a home just full of whores on Miami shores |
| Only exes know what go on when behind those doors |
| Follow code, my only feelings come in envelopes (Huh) |
| Hundred grand, rubber band, cold as a Michelob |
| And you know we get it for the wholesale |
| See me fishtail in a Porsche, stay off my coattail, yeah (Maybach Music) |
| Ain’t nothin' better, so, girl, stop lookin' around |
| Ain’t nothin' better than you and me right now |
| Ain’t nothin' better, stop starin' in the crowd |
| I swear there’s nothing you can see that you ain’t already found |
| Oh, oh |
| Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah |
| Oh, oh, oh |
| Oh, yeah, yeah |
| Survival |