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ocg squigga - otr lyrics

[chorus]
squig+n+gga back home, i’m off the road
driving everywhere i need to drop off that load
almost felt my brain pop, had to hop off that stove
i just grabbed all yo’ crocs, i ran off with your bowls
i just got your weed and ran off with your stash
switch on the back in two seconds emptied whole mag
slap the f+ck out of her if the ho mad

[verse 1]
how the f+ck you said you the plug? you only a broke ass
yo’ boy look dog sh+t, he only post trash
you don’t even post no methods, you don’t even post cash
i’m wonderin’ is you even havin’?
n+gga copped an eighth, wonderin’ should i even bag it?
nah, that’s a waste of plastic (nah, that’s a waste of plastic)
tryna find a undercover cop, watch your face, it’s passin’
if i get caught i’ma give the drac to patrick
i see 0.00 on yo’ phonе, yo’ bank is drastic
how i stretch the money out likе this sh+t elastic
how i put in the ground like he is a casket
how to shut a n+gga up, know i have to wack it
drink the double the cup for double cup, know i have to slap it
had to slap the pint, that’s what i do when it’s real
pull up to sandy dome, she suckin’ this eel
n+ggas scary sitiin’ home, the ducking is real
all my thugs and drugs from palestine like, “f+ck israel”
with sponge and he got a knife like, “chucky’s real”
tap you in yo— head piece, the bucket spilled
i gotten a whole head piece, i’ma chief in this b+tch
ocg, you know we run the reef and it’s lit

got her fired, now she spammin’ my phone and shi’
i can’t text her back, i paid off all my loans and shi’
moncler coat, in the winter i’m a cozy squid
[chorus]
squig+n+gga back home, i’m off the road
driving everywhere i need just to drop off that load
almost felt my brain pop, had to hop off that stove
i just grabbed all yo’ crocs, i ran off with your bowls
i just grabbed your weed, ran off with your stash
got—got a switch, in two seconds that’s the whole mag
slap the f+ck out the ho if the ho mad

[verse 2]
say—say you got the methods, you ain’t got no bag
and yo’ b+tt sh+t, boy you only post trash
wasn’t mobile for a minute, want the road back
ocg the kings of trapin’, need a whole clap
i’ll let that sh+t [?], he still gon’ smoke crack
need my sh+t dark as ever, i’m finna po’ black
[you sh+t to my friend?], why he said that your drill wack?
need to go back

- ocg squigga lyrics

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