Young Chris Og Bobby Johnson Lyrics

Shit!
I'm alive niggas!
Word on the streets I'm a suspect
Hanging with the killers in the projects
Catch a homicide, keep quiet
Pulling on the drum to my index time (fine!)
OG Bobby Johnson
OG Bobby Kush
I got big shit
My... full of hustlers
Singing, buying that
OG, pass the cook!
I've got more, more...
More, more of your women
And more coke than Franchie
More trees than...
Uncomfortable in your skin,
I mean, your boys is feminine!
Yeah, and he going in the...
And ya niggas remembering, yeah!
Fly niggas who've been in the jets
Niggas, we've been in the Louis
Niggas been in ...
Double cheese .. the best
Just a cover up, to send me a text!
Lord, be great... with plenty to get left
Hold tight ass niggas, here's plenty to rest
Permanent spot,
Kabani, let him burn it in the spot
My finger is itchy,
Don't tell me, burn as a pop!
Your body is a...
The cops got no body at all!
And my nigga, I don't do well
With nobody to call.
Taking in Lord, nigga, watch my body dispose.
Cast the line...you ass niggas, I'm a guide you, boy
Word on the street them boys gotta stop
Pillow talking, nigga, them hoes gotta know
I had to come and dance to show 'em I got a flow
I'll be right back, I gotta go!
Word on the streets I'm a suspect
Hanging with the killers in the projects
Catch a homicide, keep quiet
Pulling on the drum to my index time
OG Bobby Johnson
OG Bobby Johnson
OG Bobby Johnson
OG Bobby Johnson