O.G.

Feel like I'm thug, I'm tryna handle business

A bitch catch me with another bitch, I tell her mind her business

I'm tryna fuck when I pull up, I ain't gon lie to kick it

I'm tryna hit all night long, I'm on my Lionel Richie

A bitch won't find love in my crib, but she'll find some dishes

And she can't stay long when she do it, it's just a minor visit

My overseas bitch from France, I think she quite exquisite

I'm A.I. when I shoot my shot, that mean I'm tryna swish it

Oh, you makin' moves? Oh, you lit-lit? Wait, poke it out, oh, you thick thick

This a least a couple thousand on a FitPic

And if I'm off the Hennessy, she gettin' dick-dick