Kevin Gates - OG Bobby Johnson lyrics
rate meCocaine whipping in the Pyrex, it’s different
Wrist flicking with the wrist, I don’t get tired.
Hit it with the ice, .. quick drive
Bands by the trap, that was something you could get by, retarded!
Stripper getting money by the ziploc
Chiling outside in the whip with the 5th cock
Face into my navel, sort of like a table
The bitch doing shit, got my dick in a lip-lock
Aroma from the odor gonna pole me,
Got ‘em chocking when I’m smoking
Probably spoken in a Hitchcock, boy!
Face cold, rap a couple mill,
And the wall is the Lord throwing... from the real pot.
We ain’t bragging , I ... doing anything to eat
Big ma got the dwag full booming in the East
Ghetto while we’re starving, wanna do it with the heat
Dirty house full of roaches, he ain’t moving when you sleep.
My nigga turn bitch, wanna do it with a...
Have a wild loud session, ... better turn it to your feet.
.. what up?
Tell yellow bitch, cut the fan off,
Turn it into an animal, I’m leaning on a sandbox!
Caught up!
Fed up with a nigga, he a hitter, having issues with another nigga
Wondering why you mad for?
Brick got the brick, I ain’t talking about the bad boy
Hella boy, wash your blade, thug it in a bad girl
OG bootie black, brought the mass in the mhack....
Five in the morning when I rip them by the bottom
In the black Porsche talk, when I step right outside
I pray to God I won’t make it here... everybody
What I clutch on, and what I got a.. fuck no!
Hook: (x2)
Word on the street I'm a suspect
Me and Donald start to stumble through your projects
Rest in peace, killing stone at the projects
Bobby black rap the Mack on your project!
O.G. Booby black!
O.G. Bobby black!
O.G. Bobby black!
O.G. Bobby black
!
Soldiers dream, reincarnated, a lot of niggas hate,
I got them women doing favors, I don’t get tired!
Feeling my demeanor, ain’t no ring around her finger
But I swear I’ve been invited to fish fry.
Beat the pussy from behind, molly turned her up
.. coming quicker in a zip-line.
... I ain’t hit her with a pimp line
Zip it, she gonna get her with a teeth,
You won’t zip mine, nigga!
Hook: (x2)
Word on the street I'm a suspect
Me and Donald start to stumble through your projects
Rest in peace, killing stone at the projects
Bobby black rap the Mack on your project!
O.G. Bobby Johnson!
O.G. Bobby Johnson!
O.G. Bobby Johnson!
O.G. Bobby Johnson!
Thanks to El_ghost for correcting these lyrics
