Og Lil Flash lyrics

by

Lil Flash


[Hook]
Sucker act like he know my life, like he know me
He don't know half of the sh*t I've been through keep it low key
Don't test me ACT, This sh*t easy boy ABC
THC all in me, Ausin Powers with yo b*tch lets get groovy
Mojo thats what I call lean
I ain't been to school in weeks
f*ck school I got f's an d's
Now a feature cost 56 g's
Cross ya ass sucka why you lookin' at me
Shooters on the roof it ain't nothin' to pull a three
I only smoke one muthaf*ckin' type of weed All we smoke is OG

[Verse 1:]
I'm dozing off I'm dozing
I'm off the dope, I'm dozing off
Little b*tch gettin' put on a poster
Imma boom-boom-boom Blake Griffin yo mom
I'm up and at it any second we can get dramatic
I'm the flexer of the year like I'm athletic
( Huh? what? What you talking bout)
Get the f*ck up outta my house twistin' up that loud call it robot
I'm going crazy like 36 ,front ya like 3 zips
I know you muthaf*ckas didn't think I would be sh*t
Whole new beginning mane ain't no precinct
Cops pull us over put the dope in my Adidas
Tweakin' geekin' and I'm leanin'
Old ass muthaf*cka Robert Freemen
b*tch on diesel, put my keys in
Wake up in the morning with such a good feeling
Got ya b*tch out here kneeling
Why you taking to the cops you mane squeling
Anything you say can be used against you, man this sh*t fu
b*tch on me dark no sh*tzu
5 or 7 clips into 2
Og gas lots of molly and some flats zans too
Acid call it Lucy thats my muthaf*ckin' main boo
Blue Drean? no, Cookies? Hell no
You smokin' Caprisun, Fruitloop
I only smoke the strong

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
Don't talk about it unless you see it
Run into the gang and you gone Micheal Jackson beat it
Cross joints back to back like Seth Rogan
But I don't smoke no pineapple
Well Ha-ha-ha-ha well million dollar joke'
Cus I be flippin' sh*t like White Castle
Any motherf*cker wanna battle me Flex finesse b*tch I'm in junior academy
Finesse school I'm at the top of my class, never ditch class but I always ditch the pack
Squad pulled up and I ain't saying squad
Ferragamo belts and True Religion top
Call big bro keep the mojo sprite with some ice
Pull up on ya block boom-boom bim-bam turn ya car into a bike

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