I'm a OG
Smoking OG
I'm with my homies and baby we some dope fiends
We got dope needs
And its more trees
I need some OZs for my dope fiends
I'm a OG
Smoking OG
I'm with my homies and baby we some dope fiends
We got dope needs
And its more trees
I need some OZs for my dope fiends
I'm smoking every season
Until I'm barely breathing
Yeah my clothes is reeking
Leave a stoner tweaking
I swear I'm guaranteeing
I leave ya lungs weakened
Smoking all the weekend
I'm floating off the deep end
Cookies I got blue dream I got OG and that green crack
Take a hit and take a seat cuz this shit make ya lean back
Backwoods I got papers I got rillos for that green sack
Hit the block and push it till it's gone for them green backs
Lean the seat back
Catch this re-rack
I done seen you take a hit and now ya jaw slack
But Baby we ain't done I'm certified stoner
I'm married to the jane I'm a glorified loner
I'm puffing on this k and it turn me to a joker
I gave a bitch a kiss and it turned her to a smoker
Rolling up blunt after blunt
Cherry lookin like the sun
I could smoke a couple tons
Burning every single crumb
Baby we just vibing
So why the f*ck you crying
Say you way too high now you screaming for some visene
Baby I ain't lying
I swear to god we flying
I'm swerving cross the lane in the spaceship with them high beams
I'm a OG
Smoking OG
I'm with my homies and baby we some dope fiends
We got dope needs
And its more trees
I need some OZs for my dope fiends
I'm a OG
Smoking OG
I'm with my homies and baby we some dope fiends
We got dope needs
And its more trees
I need some OZs for my dope fiends
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I'm a OG
Smoking OG
I'm with my homies and baby we some dope fiends
We got dope needs
And its more trees
I need some OZs for my dope fiends
I'm a OG
Smoking OG
I'm with my homies and baby we some dope fiends
We got dope needs
And its more trees
I need some OZs for my dope fiends
I'm smoking every season
Until I'm barely breathing
Yeah my clothes is reeking
Leave a stoner tweaking
I swear I'm guaranteeing
I leave ya lungs weakened
Smoking all the weekend
I'm floating off the deep end
Cookies I got blue dream I got OG and that green crack
Take a hit and take a seat cuz this shit make ya lean back
Backwoods I got papers I got rillos for that green sack
Hit the block and push it till it's gone for them green backs
Lean the seat back
Catch this re-rack
I done seen you take a hit and now ya jaw slack
But Baby we ain't done I'm certified stoner
I'm married to the jane I'm a glorified loner
I'm puffing on this k and it turn me to a joker
I gave a bitch a kiss and it turned her to a smoker
Rolling up blunt after blunt
Cherry lookin like the sun
I could smoke a couple tons
Burning every single crumb
Baby we just vibing
So why the f*ck you crying
Say you way too high now you screaming for some visene
Baby I ain't lying
I swear to god we flying
I'm swerving cross the lane in the spaceship with them high beams
I'm a OG
Smoking OG
I'm with my homies and baby we some dope fiends
We got dope needs
And its more trees
I need some OZs for my dope fiends
I'm a OG
Smoking OG
I'm with my homies and baby we some dope fiends
We got dope needs
And its more trees
I need some OZs for my dope fiends
Smoking OG
I'm with my homies and baby we some dope fiends
We got dope needs
And its more trees
I need some OZs for my dope fiends
I'm a OG
Smoking OG
I'm with my homies and baby we some dope fiends
We got dope needs
And its more trees
I need some OZs for my dope fiends
I'm smoking every season
Until I'm barely breathing
Yeah my clothes is reeking
Leave a stoner tweaking
I swear I'm guaranteeing
I leave ya lungs weakened
Smoking all the weekend
I'm floating off the deep end
Cookies I got blue dream I got OG and that green crack
Take a hit and take a seat cuz this shit make ya lean back
Backwoods I got papers I got rillos for that green sack
Hit the block and push it till it's gone for them green backs
Lean the seat back
Catch this re-rack
I done seen you take a hit and now ya jaw slack
But Baby we ain't done I'm certified stoner
I'm married to the jane I'm a glorified loner
I'm puffing on this k and it turn me to a joker
I gave a bitch a kiss and it turned her to a smoker
Rolling up blunt after blunt
Cherry lookin like the sun
I could smoke a couple tons
Burning every single crumb
Baby we just vibing
So why the f*ck you crying
Say you way too high now you screaming for some visene
Baby I ain't lying
I swear to god we flying
I'm swerving cross the lane in the spaceship with them high beams
I'm a OG
Smoking OG
I'm with my homies and baby we some dope fiends
We got dope needs
And its more trees
I need some OZs for my dope fiends
I'm a OG
Smoking OG
I'm with my homies and baby we some dope fiends
We got dope needs
And its more trees
I need some OZs for my dope fiends
Writer: Judson Wheeler
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