Obey Your Thirst (OG) lyrics

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[Chorus]
Still pourin' syrup, dirty Sprite, obey your thirst (Raw)
Saditty, pretty b*tch, got my weed in her purse (Ooh)
Quarter million dollars on a white shirt, t-shirt (Yeah)
Rich n*gga second, I'm a real n*gga first (On God)
I didn't have a job but I had the most work (Trap)
All we used to do is drink Act' and smoke purp (Trap)
Pull up with my Glock out, ready to make 'em serve
Waste a whole cup of codeine in my lap and swerve (sh*t)

[Verse 1]
I just waste a whole cup of codeine on my Amiris
Got this lil' thick b*tch textin' me, talkin' 'bout "Come get me" (Catch a Uber)
Breakin' down this broccolini, and countin' up this Jiffy (Bread)
Coffee cup with Prometh' in it, eatin' crab legs at Fleming's (Thirties)
Re-up with too many, now the whole hood litty (Lit)
Came in this sh*t screamin', "f*ck a deal", bet now they feel me (It's Dolph)
b*tch I'm a Memphis n*gga, I still eat at Piccadilly (It's Dolph)
Pull up in somethin' foreign, I top, my top like what's the deal-y? (It's Dolph)
Grandma told me, "Never trust a n*gga, be independent" (f*ck 'em)
I just spent a hundo’ on a motherf*ckin' pendant (Ice)
Checkin' in five star hotel, is it pleasure or business? (What?)
Never pleasure, always Paper Route business
[Chorus]
Still pourin' syrup, dirty Sprite, obey your thirst (Raw)
Saditty, pretty b*tch, got my weed in her purse (Ooh)
Quarter million dollars on a white shirt, t-shirt (Yeah)
Rich n*gga second, I'm a real n*gga first (On God)
I didn't have a job but I had the most work (Trap)
All we used to do is drink Act' and smoke purp (Trap)
Pull up with my Glock out, ready to make 'em serve
Waste a whole cup of codeine in my lap and swerve (sh*t)

[Verse 2]
Smokin' weed on the top floor at my hotel like, "f*ck it" (Ayy)
Told housekeeping keep her mouth closed, gave her fifteen hunnid (Ayy, keep that)
She said just give her a blunt and she ain't gon' say nothin' (A'ight)
Then she said, "Can we take a selfie?" Her kids love me
Damn (What?), she f*cked me up, yes ma'am (Yeah)
What the f*ck? Stay down 'til I came up (Ayy)
Forgiatos match the guts (Ayy)
Momma and them ain't want for nothin'
Might give you anything but trust (Yep)
What's your purpose for hustlin'?
A (A), K, what I'm ridin' with
Today, pour my drink and stop and grab some ice from Chik-fil-A (Po' up)
Big joker in the deck, you just a little spade (Damn), ayy

[Chorus]
Still pourin' syrup, dirty Sprite, obey your thirst (Raw)
Saditty, pretty b*tch, got my weed in her purse (Ooh)
Quarter million dollars on a white t-shirt (Yeah)
Rich n*gga second, I'm a real n*gga first-first (On God)
I didn't have a job but I had the most work (Trap)
All we used to do is drink Act' and smoke purp (Trap)
Pull up with my Glock out, ready to make 'em serve
Waste a whole cup of codeine in my lap and swerve (sh*t)