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[Intro: OG


Woo, woo
Yeah

[Chorus: OG
I'm for it (shit)
rounds in my clip for it (rah rah)
F&N on my hip for it (shit)
You die about it, I for it (fuck 'em fuck 'em, yeah yeah)
I'm for it (shit)
Rifle rounds in my for it (rah rah)
F&N on my hip for it (shit)
You die about it, I for it (yeah yeah, bitch)
Yeah yeah (shit, shit, fuck 'em 'em, yeah yeah)
Yeah yeah (shit, shit, fuck 'em 'em, yeah yeah)
I'm for it (huh?)
Rifle in my clip for it (rah)
F&N on my hip for it (shit)
You die it, I live for it (yeah yeah, yeah yeah)

[Verse 1:
Taking aim, I'm the clipboard
Lot of hoes, they think I for it
I hold the forty so I for it
Oh you hang with the big boy?
Shoot you in the face, take lip boy
I do not swag, I boy
My bitches is bad, eating boy
Feel Birdman on the fifth floor
I'm winning, I'm winning, I like Floyd
Your bitch's sister got 'em too
Pull up chopper, mission abort
I pop a to teleport, ooh
The bitch is so cheap, no she afford
The dick she receive, I charge her for it
Fill up the ho, her [?]
I pull up Ferrari, don't the car
I'm on fire like a Charizard
I just want to come and feel on your body
eat me just like I am an alley cart
Give her the tip, I ain't no Alley Boy
Alley cat, I'm out in Cali Bali boy
Rev the guns up, I'ma up a rally boy
Everything I got on is valuable
them niggas free smoke is available
So I see 'em I hit 'em the attic

OG Maco]
I'm for it (shit)
Rifle in my clip for it (rah rah)
F&N on my hip for it (shit)
You die about it, I for it (fuck 'em fuck 'em, yeah yeah)
I'm for it (shit)
rounds in my clip for it (rah rah)
F&N on my hip for it (shit)
You die it, I live for it (yeah yeah, bitch)
Yeah yeah (shit, shit, 'em fuck 'em, yeah yeah)
Yeah yeah (shit, shit, fuck 'em fuck 'em, yeah)
I'm for it (huh?)
Rifle in my clip for it (rah)
F&N on my hip for it (shit)
You die about it, I for it (yeah yeah, yeah yeah)

[Verse 2: Trippie
I'm built for it, I'm for it, good for it
up on you in a foreign
With bracelets looking
say they want heat, I'ma scorch it
Pistol rounds fire some charges
Fly nigga, I soarin'
nigga, yeah I feel important
Yeah, I got my fuckin' chopper, I been rollin' with big dogs
All these niggas pussy, they some hoes, some pussies, pause
I been money with my gang, we don't fucking fold
For nothing, for nothing, for
I ain't worried nothing nigga
I just and got me a coupe
Maserati with the coupe, getting money with the
Ayy, on 'em with the juice
Swear these they some fruits
They take my sauce, so poo
Yeah that nothing new

[Chorus: OG
I'm for it (shit)
Rifle rounds in my for it (rah rah)
F&N on my hip for it (shit)
You die about it, I live for it (fuck 'em 'em, yeah yeah)
I'm for it (shit)
Rifle in my clip for it (rah rah)
F&N on my hip for it (shit)
You die it, I live for it (yeah yeah, bitch)
Yeah yeah (shit, shit, fuck 'em fuck 'em, yeah)
Yeah yeah (shit, shit, fuck 'em 'em, yeah yeah)
I'm for it (huh?)
Rifle in my clip for it (rah)
F&N on my hip for it (shit)
You die it, I live for it (yeah yeah, yeah yeah)