Ocg Code lyrics

[Intro]
(I was just playin' man, you feel me)

[Chorus]
Hold on, made my own keys, I ain't at Home Depot
Never trust a thot or fish, that's the OCG code
OCG chains, racks coming in by the boat-load

[Verse 1]
Once you done changed your fake, put that b*tch in a choke hold
And for that change I jump up like I'm on a pogo
Rolled up your whole team your extinct like some Dodo's
I done rolled up your whole team, y'all hittin' like some Skittles
Me, Squig' and Pat look like Malcolm in the Middle
b*tch say I'm a big dog, you gotta feed me kibble
At the long line, talkin' 'bout Chick-fil-A, I got the giggles
I got the giggles thumbin' through these bands
I can make a sandwich, I got bread, lettuce, cheese and ham
Man what that n*gga just say? Let me at him
Press the Glock to his face and I seen that pee on him
Smack the grills out yo— f*cking punched the glee out him
Bro ain't Jordan, tried to shot, uh, put 23 in him
Choppa hot, the way it sting it's like twenty bees bit him
Shawty and her man [?], what do you see in him?

[Bridge]
All these [?]
They is broke ass n*ggas, can't f*ck with a real sponge
I thought y'all only wanted rich n*ggas
And then you wanna f*ck with these lame ass n*ggas
That sh*t don't add up
[Verse 2]
Part two, you thought this sh*t was over?
I'm on a whole different planet like the f*cking Rover
Wondering why I even came over, b*tch roll over
I need some [?], your b*tch a donor
Punched her guts until she died, yeah, that b*tch a goner
Sucking every n*gga on this side, that b*tch a go-er
Yeah, she a throat goddess
I just wanted some lil' head, left the ho topless
Twenty thousand on my feet, you know you can't cop this
Killed a n*gga for tryna leak, you know you can't drop this
OCG look like a fleet, Squig' hopped out that bright Benz
Hands up, step out the car, 'cause I wasn't stopping
And I ain't cut that b*tch off, I'm on 10 I'm on the interstate
We just had a chase on I-10
This not a warhog, you get hit with an A-10
And I asked her does she like the di*k, Latina b*tch said, "Bien"
Down on royalties, I get this pape' off BIN
Got it from these CPN's, that was Freddy's little land
And I asked him do he want the method, hunnid for the scam
I appreciate you fam', you just made me twelve more bands
I just emptied out his whole account, he think I'm looking out
When bro logs into his bank, have bro looking like, "Damn"
Yeah, you log into your bank then you had to log right out
Better go and make that back 'fore you get kicked out the house
Better go and make your rent 'fore you kicked out of your crib
What makes me sick? Red lip gloss on her lips
I treat my opp's like some dogs they got [?]
Every time when bro pulls up we docking that ship
[Chorus]
Hold on, made my own keys, I ain't at Home Depot
Never trust a thot or fish, that's the OCG code
OCG chains, racks coming in by the boat-load

[Outro]
Sponge-y just changed your fate
Sponge-y just changed your fate