So Organic lyrics
by Jazz Cartier
[Intro]
Off the dribble, it's organic, yeah
Ayy ayy ayy, it's all organic n*gga
Log in n*gga, (sh*t, yes lord, damn)
b*tch ass n*gga (yeah baby)
Tap in (sh*t, ayy ayy ayy)
[Chorus]
I'm so organic (sh*t, god), off the dribble (damn)
New pistol (yeehee), I'll get you (I'll get you)
I don't love you (yes lord), I'm just with you (ayy ayy ayy)
I don't kiss you (damn, sh*t), I don't need you (yeah baby)
Blowin' Keisha (sh*t), new Beamer (sh*t)
Two seater (damn), new city (yes lord)
I'm to the neck (my n*gga), it's just me (ayy ayy ayy)
I gotta get it (damn), I can't sleep (sh*t, goddamn, yes lord)
[Verse 1]
If one more n*gga hit my line 'bout a verse I'ma slap a rap n*gga in his mouth (wa-pish, oh no)
All I do is eat at Whole Foods, mack b*tches, make sure my Rolex iced out (ayy ayy ayy, ayy ayy ayy), yeah
If I hit it once that don't mean that we rockin', ho I got a main b*tch at the house (on my mama, yeah)
Nowadays hoes don't even get paid, man I swear they takin' di*k for the clout (ayy ayy ayy, ayy ayy ayy)
It's six in the morning and the b*tch still walkin'
No matter how much I spend b*tch I just keep ballin'
Tide on the mink so you know it's lamb (good job)
Slidin' through the trap, forty on my lap (ayy ayy ayy, ayy ayy ayy)
[Chorus]
I'm so organic (sh*t), off the dribble (damn)
New pistol (yeehee), I'll get you (I'll get you)
I don't love you (yes lord), I'm just with you (ayy ayy ayy)
I don't kiss you (damn, sh*t), I don't need you (yeah baby)
Blowin' Keisha (sh*t), new Beamer (sh*t)
Two seater (damn), new city (yes lord)
I'm to the neck (my n*gga), it's just me (ayy ayy ayy)
I gotta get it (damn), I can't sleep (sh*t, yes lord)
[Verse 2]
I didn't change up n*gga I'm just getting bigger (goddamn)
Now my hoes be executives with good credit (good job)
Got my own sh*t, I don't need a b*tch (sock it to me)
But I keep a b*tch and I keep a stick (ayy ayy ayy)
I be hearin' sh*t, that's why I'm sleepin' with it
I don't have a cellphone, to you f*ck n*ggas (f*ck n*gga)
I'm not answering, I'm in Cleveland
Getting sucked, by a vegan (oh, good job)
No english (god), this b*tch a legend (b*tch a legend)
I got the ass (yeehee), and the extras (god, ayy ayy ayy)
You're doing good (damn, good job), shake some' (good job)
Move somethin' (sh*t, sock it to me), I racked up (yeehee)
[Chorus]
I'm so organic (sh*t), off the dribble (damn)
New pistol (yeehee), I'll get you (I'll get you)
I don't love you (yes lord), I'm just with you (ayy ayy ayy)
I don't kiss you (damn, sh*t), I don't need you (yeah baby)
Blowin' Keisha (sh*t), new Beamer (sh*t)
Two seater (damn), new city (yes lord)
I'm to the neck (my n*gga), it's just me (ayy ayy ayy)
I gotta get it (damn), I can't sleep (sh*t, yes lord)
[Outro]
Ayy ayy ayy, ayy ayy ayy, ayy ayy ayy, ayy ayy ayy
sh*t, man, uh, damn
Ayy ayy ayy, ayy ayy ayy, ayy ayy ayy, ayy ayy ayy
Goddamn, sh*t, uh, sock it to me, sh*t
Man, god, uh, ayy ayy ayy, ayy ayy ayy
sh*t, man, uh, yeehee
Uh, damn, sh*t, man
Uh, goddamn, sh*t, uh
Good job DVME, uh, damn
Ayy ayy ayy, ayy ayy ayy, uh, goddamn