Chevy Woods - OG Bobby Taylor lyrics

[Hook: Wiz Khalifa] What you smoking, n***a? 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, n***a? 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 n***a, you scared So high you talking sh**, but I don't hear it Hey, hey, woah, church I'm smoking that sh** from the Earth Riding, no shirt, p**y a** n***a do your homework Word on the streets, Khalifa's a beast sh**, 'bout to go D-Wade, hit 'em with the heat f** with me, I'm the realest, realest, n***a, I'm the realest Blowing on k**er while I'm listen to k**a Body full of tattoos like a k**er Word on the streets that I got these n***as upset All my n***as from the bottom, from the projects I take a b**h home, give her long dick, that long dick Yes, hit it then I quit it And when I'm in it get the p**y so wet think I'm 'bout to go swimming God damn [Hook] [Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa] n***a got cash, talking big cash, n***a blow kush, talking big bags n***as still hating on a n***a, 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, n***a? [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 f** with you acting like the police The way your b**h pop the p**y, 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, p**y n***a, 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 n***as, 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 n***a, 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 k**er 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 gra** What you smoking on, n***a? That's a thread full of trash I was in the 9th grade smoking weed after cla** 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 f**ing KK, n***a And we don't smoke no motherf**ing AK, n***a 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 sh** Chef it up in the face like a shogun [Hook]