Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
(No no no no no)

[Hook}
I don't do beef, aye
I be riding through the city with my ice still on
And my neck on freeze, aye
I ain't tripping tell n***as come and get me if they want
I'm a Young OG
Yeah, oh
I'm a Young OG (x2)

[Verse 1]
Aye, these are thousand dollar shoes n***a
I ain't tripping, blame the drip, I'm a smooth n***a
If they shooting dawg, I don't know who did it
If I was bussin' out that bitch I'm like, move n***a
Move bitch, get out the way
I was bussin' out the window, now I'm bussin' out the safe like
Move bitch, get out my face
These are thousand dollar frames
Cartier's on my face
If you touch them it's a motherfucking homicide
I got some shooters and some killers that be down to ride
You touch my chain, it's a motherfucking suicide
Won't say no names, but they treat it like it's do or die
Oh, yeah
I can't fuck with n***as cause they always on that fake shit
I can't shoot the pistol cause a n***a on probation
I can't get the neck cause shawty always want to say shit
All I'm trying to say is