Kare Lo - Yvng Og Lyrics

Uh, nigga
Uh
Uh, nigga

Nigga, I'm a young OG, swear these niggas know me
The way I'm swervin' this lil Jeep, think i'm runnin' from police
And I swear these niggas police, Burger King interrogation
Nigga, they rattin' for the cheese, split his wig all on the pavement, huh
Swear these niggas ain't gettin' no paper, steady blamin' it on inflation
We not f*ckin' with other niggas, maybe somethin' like we racist
Exotic bape shoes when I pop out, swear this shit ain't never basic
And with this money shit you chasin', gotta do this shit with patience

This spot not vacant, nigga, the trap runnin' through it
This that shit you ride to, some like Jeezy trapper music
With this rap shit, I speak fluent
Labels, they gon' try to recruit me, maybe this shit high-speed music
Bout just crashed out, tryna do it, huh
I'm that nigga for real, I can't even fake it
Yo' bitch wanna f*ck, she can't even take it, huh
She say I'm a star, bitch I'm too adjacent, huh
And we at his door like Jason, empty clip like Zero Tatum, huh
Look at his feet, look at his chest, look at his eyes
Left him nasty on the pavement, he got f*cked up, chicken thigh
Choppa long john silver, leave a nigga fish fried
We might make his mama cry, he got buffs, then hit his eyes, nigga
Nigga, we gettin' paid, nigga, we gettin' to it
Nigga, I think yo mom wanna f*ck, nigga, I'ma let the cougar do it, huh
Nigga, you think I'm dumb, nigga, you think I'm stupid
I go special ed like Rufus, I'm with Dawgs, my nigga's Rufus, huh

Nigga, I'm a young OG, swear these niggas know me
The way I'm swervin' this lil Jeep, think i'm runnin' from police
And I swear these niggas police, Burger King interrogation
Nigga, they rattin' for the cheese, split his wig all on the pavement, huh
Swear these niggas ain't gettin' no paper, steady blamin' it on inflation
We not f*ckin' with other niggas, maybe somethin' like we racist
Exotic bape shoes when I pop out, swear this shit ain't never basic
And with this money shit you chasin', gotta do this shit with patience

And I'm gon' tell you what you doin' wrong
She like broad day hop out get em, that's my favorite song
Please don't play with that heart, I'm like baby, just come ride along
Ridin' round servin' that shit, smell like fart, why my money long
Tryna hustle up, muscle up, get my muscles strong
Nigga, you tryna buck, you is a cluck, nigga, I'm smokin' strong
I'm too high up in these clouds, bitch, get out my phone
Nigga pull up on this globe, nigga, we crack his dome
Nigga