[Verse 1] OG Kush, OG Kush Hit her with that dope dick, now she hooked Oh she hooked, that's dem motherfucking Withdrawals Came through in a low-low Left, came back, I done switched cars Walked through with my niggas, but I left with a stripper Her ass soft and my dick hard Just bought a red coupe, all i really have to do Say "soo-woo" and that bitch start Man you shouldn't have got me started Better go and find the toilet Cause I shit on niggas when I'm pissed off Got a fresh pair of J's, stone washed jeans And some [?] to my head like Kriss Kross Live that rockstar life, pass me the X Imma turn them bitches up like sweet talk Ride with Chanel, lightin' up an L [?] Been on the real for the last 6 months When i wen't back home, had a box full of mail And I ran through a quarter pound in a week If you think a nigga lying, put the pot on the scale I'm about to fuck up the rap industry I wrote a blueprint when i was locked in the cell
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[Verse 2: Chanel West Coast] I ain't never say shit that did a mean chick so nope I ain't sorry Tryna come up quick yellin out "fuck it" in a black Aventador Wanna get rich quick, but it take work trick yep yep, true story Pull up to the crib off the sunset bitch car note two stories [?] i'm a motto, smoke trees like a yoko Bitch please, i'm loco [?] ca-call me coco So we on tonight [?] are my bills, but my rhymes is light My goal's in sight Do I sing, do I rap, bitch both are tight [?] I got no motherfucking time, homie [?] weak ass kicks singing bout the fuckin' [?], homie Need a week in Capri on yacht, Imma dime, homie [?] better eat like it's lunch time, homie