Trxp Cajah & WhoKilledCaiden - O.G

Yeah, it's just a fake bitch, you a white lie
Yeah, it's just a fake bitch, you a white lie
Meet me in the backseat, ounce of the kush, this some O.G.
Smoke a whole O with a hoe who don't know me
She said you a real G, tell that bitch to show me
If she really loved me, she would act like she own me
Actin' like my homie, wanna smoke my dope
Got a couple keys, now we snortin' hella coke
Say I sing like Posty, but I ain't no Stoney
Headed back to my place, kiss me real slowly
Meet me in the backseat, ounce of the kush, this some O.G.
Smoke a whole O with a hoe who don't know me
Hurtful when you go around and act like you don't know me
Used to be ya homie, little 3.5, of some loose marijuana
Blue strip, hunna, fuckin' in the sauna
Eatin' real good, gettin fat like gunna
Night until the sun up, Pockets gonna run up
I-I-I'm ready when I die, I feel my hourglass is getting low
Depression really hit me for that winter arc, I see the snow
Trippin' off the ecstasy, I'm blacking out while screaming "No"
It's colder and my heart beat's slower, need a girl who hold me close
Drugs can keep me comfort, but you hold me, I go comatose
Away from me, in pain for weeks, this coke got me a runny nose
In the stu wit Caiden hit the Runtz, and then I'm blowin' O's
Sad look on the doctor face, he close the case and diagnose
Meet me in the backseat, ounce of the kush, this some O.G.
Smoke a whole O with a hoe who don't know me

Written by:
Caiden Hoffman, Micajah Tarrant

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