Top Songs By Og Grip
Credits
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Natja Shaw
Songwriter:in
Jazzmin C Williams
Songwriter:in
Monroe Tohnoh Dunbar
Songwriter:in
Lyrics
Folks I heard that
They been
Looking for some potent shit
No need to look no more
Heard it got them fire sacks
Right in front
Of that corner store
Dub sacks eights quads
Halves and them whole zaps
Anything more than that
They ain't got that
My lil **** used to pump there
Couple hustles got slumped there
Same cats that slumped a ****
Fucked around
And got bumped there
Game is cold but it's fair though
You know what the saying is
You fucking up you end in court
You know what a statement is
Don't play dumb
When they question you
Say nothing
Keep your mouth closed
Stay frontin couple minutes
That lawyer coming
And we walkin
Then we getting high all day
Pitching pies all day
Getting money o la
Roll up get high
I'm feeling myself
I know looking right
Roll up get high my haters
Is in the club tonight
Roll up we look and fly
You stepping with us
You gotta to step and right
I'm dressed in guess
Call me Mr. Clean
Pop a bottle with a model
Lit club scene
Roll up in spinning wheels
They know that I'm the deal
I got the cars for the deck
My cups stay filled
Ladies screaming MGM
I'm like get money
Get high with a skyscraper
Do your dance for me
Shoot it on live action
Ten Eighty p
You want the recipe
Bring out the best in me
Damn girl you looking good
I'll eat your dinner plate
Me and my guys saucy
You need the best steak
I know I'm looking right
Blaze it to the sky
My hitters ready to hit
No pocket knife get it
Yeah we some bosses
Don't cross us
We'll set and arrange shit
It's a look we don't say shit
But we ain't here for no drama
We just be making them commas
We came to chill and pay
To all the players before us
Cause the way
Has been paved
And you can learn today
Ain't no win ain't no hate
Get high roll up
Roll up and get high
Written by: Jazzmin C Williams, Monroe Tohnoh Dunbar, Natja Shaw