Young OG lyrics

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[Hook}
I don't do beef, aye
I be riding through the city with my ice still on
And my neck on freeze, aye
I ain't tripping tell n*ggas come and get me if they want
I'm a Young OG
Yeah, oh
I'm a Young OG (x2)

[Verse 1]
Aye, these are thousand dollar shoes n*gga
I ain't tripping, blame the drip, I'm a smooth n*gga
If they shooting dawg, I don't know who did it
If I was bussin' out that b*tch I'm like, move n*gga
Move b*tch, get out the way
I was bussin' out the window, now I'm bussin' out the safe like
Move b*tch, get out my face
These are thousand dollar frames
Cartier's on my face
If you touch them it's a motherf*cking homicide
I got some shooters and some killers that be down to ride
You touch my chain, it's a motherf*cking suicide
Won't say no names, but they treat it like it's do or die
Oh, yeah
I can't f*ck with n*ggas cause they always on that fake sh*t
I can't shoot the pistol cause a n*gga on probation
I can't get the neck cause shawty always want to say sh*t
All I'm trying to say is