OG’s lyrics

[Intro: Bliss, Esoterik & Chillinit]
Yeah man, I've been waiting for this one
Got three big willies in the building (ha ha ha)
Chill chill, B 'n E
Yeah, motherf*ckers
I'm up on a vibe, I'm up on a vibe

[Verse 1: Bliss, Esoterik & Both]
Uh, yo
Who lead that gold, yellow brick road, the wizards of OZ (they know)
Who built the bridge over the trolls, three billy goats (K.O.)
Knockin' em out, no f*ckin' around we slappin' the hate out your (cake hole)
Built a whole kingdom from nothing and carried that b*tch to the top of the summit like boom, we makin' moves
Sweepin' the game, all of these rappers we give them the broom (Ooo)
We droppin' jewеls, built 'em a school like the architеcts painting the view (zoom)
Into the Louvre, our songs are Da Vinci codes that we wrote up on the moon (boom)
Who the OGs?
We the f*cking OGs

[Verse 2: Chillinit]
In the eyes of the storm, fly higher
Destiny's lane blazed off a smoke tree
I'm a gold member, I'm Mike Myers
Rockin' out shade way better Oakleys
Gotta send it, the sea's rising, bull's and a target
If I pay get the phone is a midnight coke fiend
Kill a whole genre
Happy in the hoody on stage with a dope beat
Ha ha ha, catch that
[Chorus: Bliss, Esoterik & both]
Ey
I'm up on a vibe, I'm up on a vibe, yeah
Islands in the sky, islands in the sky, yeah
Hoe, please, we make that goats cheese
One love for the young bucks but
We the f*cking OGs

[Post Chorus: Bliss & Esoterik]
Ooh
We blaze is up, yeah that's OG (yeah)
We run it up just like Kobe (yeah)
With anyone, b*tch you know
Who the OGs?
We the f*cking OGs

[Verse 3: Chillinit]
I sling pot 'til I'm high, high
Freak b*tch Bangkok on a Thai flight
Mile high club when I ride by
Offspring pretty fly for the white guy
Now it's to the white lines and I drive by
Now I'm havin' little white lines and a mai tai
Now I'm havin' the Star Wars, Star Trek, Sci-Fis
No prince, brother, I'm your prince I'm Cyhi
[Verse 4: Esoterik]
I grow seeds into oak trees
I go beast on a crack beat
That MC that's so ill
I got COVID, scared to catch me
This is Chillinit and B 'n E
You gon' feel this sh*t like some DMT
And you know the drill, when we team up
We got the whole crowd yellin' out "these c*nts!"

[Verse 5: Bliss]
sh*t, the judges know that Chillinit
Put a whole bunch of B 'n E songs in his rhyme when he spitted it
Like paying homage to the OGs that he grew up with
That's love, that's the realest sh*t
It's so dope how we pass the baton to the next gen
And our brethren keep killin' it
Kinda like what Kobe did with Zion Williamson
sh*t, we can all make millions, woo

[Chorus: Bliss, Esoterik & both]
I'm up on a vibe, I'm up on a vibe, yeah
Islands in the sky, islands in the sky, yeah
Hoe, please, (woo) we make that goats cheese
One love for the young bucks but
We the f*cking OGs
[Post Chorus: Bliss & Esoterik]
Ooh
We blaze is up, yeah that's OG (yeah)
We run it up just like Kobe (yeah)
With anyone, b*tch you know
Who the OGs?
We the f*cking OGs (woo)

[Verse 6: Bliss]
My, my, just a little FYI
Y'all seen my rookie caught up in the back get
Man, that sh*t gon' sky high (yes sir)
I told ya back on the track with Nas
It's a game and on this island, this kingdom
Who the f*ck you think's been born
I'm like Jordan and Pippen
Listen, who are y'all kiddin'
See the gold rings on the wall, what a glorious vision
I'm in the business of winnin'
Them chips and I flip them with cribs that are gorgeous to live in
Oh, oh lord what a feelin'
Five hundred horses roar when they kick in
When I'm in a Porsche and I floor in a blitz
And by all these haters flickin' 'em off on and I'm gigglin'

[Verse 6: Chillinit]
(Yo Chill, where you at?)
Ruined your chance and a boy won't last long
Rolled up with the import kush
Put two in the grams, then push to the glass bong
That's so
This good sh*t, tell the old boy "pass on"
We a long road 'til I cycle the flow
That's Tour de France when I go Lance Armstrong

[Verse 7: Esoterik]
Yeah, this track's a riot
And when Big Macca's rhyming
I tear sh*t down like Shaq and Zion
And eat that beat like a pack of lions
That's right, I'ma spark a spliff and get high
'Cause I'm iller than Magilla Gorilla with a banana, clipping this mic, like
Fully automatic with the raps, god damn
I'ma let 'em all have it when I hit that kush (god damn)
I'm on a whole another level, I feast on sheep, I'm a big bad wolf (Ough)
My flows are so cold (aw) that's why the ducks go south
I spit flames, I'm Rick James
All up in your house yelling "f*ck your couch!"

[Chorus: Bliss, Esoterik & both]
Ey
I'm up on a vibe, I'm up on a vibe, yeah
Islands in the sky, islands in the sky, yeah
Hoe, please, we make that goats cheese
One love for the young bucks but
We the f*cking OGs

[Post Chorus: Bliss & Esoterik]
Ooh
We blaze is up, yeah that's OG (yeah)
We run it up just like Kobe (yeah)
With anyone, b*tch you know
Who the OGs?
We the f*cking OGs