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