OG Bobby Taylor

[Hook: Wiz Khalifa] What you smoking, nigga? I'm smoking OG, I'm smoking OG, I'm smoking OG I'm smoking OG, I'm smoking OG, I'm smoking OG God damn - what you smoking, nigga? I'm smoking OG, I'm smoking OG, I'm smoking OG I'm smoking OG, I'm smoking OG, I'm smoking OG [Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa] Word - pull up on the corner smoking herb Nigga, you scared So high you talking shit, but I don't hear it Hey, hey, woah, church I'm smoking that shit from the Earth Riding, no shirt, pussy ass nigga do your homework Word on the streets, Khalifa's a beast Shit, 'bout to go D-Wade, hit 'em with the heat Fuck with me, I'm the realest, realest, nigga, I'm the realest Blowing on killer while I'm listen to Killa Body full of tattoos like a killer Word on the streets that I got these niggas upset All my niggas from the bottom, from the projects I take a bitch home, give her long dick, that long dick Yes, hit it then I quit it And when I'm in it get the pussy so wet think I'm 'bout to go swimming God damn [Hook] [Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa] Nigga got cash, talking big cash, nigga blow kush, talking big bags Niggas still hating on a nigga, hit the weed once, do the Wiz laugh Got faded in a mug, god damn I'm tailored up Got - papers in my lungs, got it straight from the plug Got - what you smoking, nigga? [Verse 3: Chevy Woods] This a whole P, it ain't no seeds But on the real I'mma probably need the whole tree Can't fuck with you acting like the police The way your bitch pop the pussy, had to go see It ain't nothing for your girl like ho, please Let you down to do a favor like you owe me Soul Train diamonds dancing in this AP Taylor Gang, pussy nigga, you don't know me Droptop with some twins in it Ha, what you doing, boy, I been did it Yeah, roll up, let your friends hit it Ha, around my city, boy, I been did it Man, I can't even lie, y'all don't get high like that In the ride like that with a ride like that Trey pound like that, but it's all in them raps Stop lying to them people acting like you got the pack right now [?] it's how you act a real round Got a ticket on your head, let my homie hit the lotto Big niggas, I don't fight it, see the boom or a bottle Word on the street I'm a suspect Helicopter too now, I'm a subject Face on the news nigga, for the public Gotta hide at my cousins in the projects Smoking weed with the Crips in the complex Twisting OG's with the Bloods in the comments Cause only killer they see is green And they gon' do anything for the commas T.G.O.D., now they wanna call the feds I'm a king smoking all this, all this grass What you smoking on, nigga? That's a thread full of trash I was in the 9th grade smoking weed after class Just a tilt door looking like your car on fire This the weed mix, you gon' need a few lighters You ain't never smoke no fucking KK, nigga And we don't smoke no motherfucking AK, nigga Word on the street buy a whole one Get good with the plug, he gon' throw one Serve your homie who ain't never gon' say shit Chef it up in the face like a shogun [Hook]