Organic Lyrics

Baby girl my buzz organic, fuck the Hennessy

I'm a shooting star, swear to God you gon' remember me

And I been a G, they don't know me, just my energy

Got enemies who probably want to do me like I'm Kennedy

So I hit a left then a right then I duck quick

I became a chef with the knife I got cut with

Why would I be pressed, this the life that I'm stuck with

I became a chef with the knife I got cut with

Got these chickens barking, in the parking lot of my apartments

This city feel more like a coffin sometimes

I keep it real even though it's awkward sometimes

I drip too hard like I'm the Sauce Twinz sometimes

I know

Rest in peace to all these lame hoes

Momento Maur of everything that shorty came for

Went outer space and met an angel

You got the curse of curves and cute is what we aim for

Live from the city that always sleep but somehow

Be hustling way off in the deep end

She ain't met nothing but all my needs, I don't cap

'Cause I don't really see a reason, let's go

Baby girl my buzz organic, fuck the Hennessy

I'm a shooting star, swear to God you gon' remember me

And I been a G, they don't know me, just my energy

Got enemies who probably want to do me like I'm Kennedy

So I hit a left then a right then I duck quick

I became a chef with the knife I got cut with

Why would I be pressed, this the life that I'm stuck with

I became a chef with the knife I got cut with

I tell her bleed something baby if you love me

And fuck me if you trust me

And fuck me if you don't I guess too

When you leave I be feeling hella dusty

And like I aint myself

Then I realize it's because I miss you

I got the 40 on my back and out in front on both sides

I keep my seat laid back reclined and sit up straight when I ride

I was only 17 and saw my fate get decided

Before you taste it must buy it

Before you face it must light it

Baby girl my buzz organic, fuck the Hennessy

I'm a shooting star, swear to God you gon' remember me

And I been a G, they don't know me, just my energy

Got enemies who probably want to do me like I'm Kennedy

So I hit a left then a right then I duck quick

I became a chef with the knife I got cut with

Why would I be pressed, this the life that I'm stuck with

I became a chef with the knife I got cut with