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og maco - u guessed it (key!) lyrics

[intro: og maco]
god d-mn, boy, that n-gga, mac, didn’t never call, bro
but i’m seeing that n-gga everywhere, bro
dawg, you know they say n-gga went hollywood and sh-t
well, f-ck that n-gga, dawg
o.g.g, f-ck is a o.g.g? (d-mn, brandon)
o.g.g, o.g.g, aye, bro
you don’t think that n-gga really gettin’ no money, right?
i mean, he ain’t really f-cking a hoe, right?
well, d-mn

[hook: og maco]
b-tch, you guessed it—hoo
you was right
b-tch, you guessed it
grahhh, grahhh, f-ck-n-gga on sight
b-tch, you guessed it
still in that place and i’m flexin’—hoo
b-tch, you guessed it
i’m still with my n-ggas, come and test us
o.g.g

[verse 1: og maco]
b-tch you guessed it
walkin’ around with extra in my pocket
b-tch, you next to us, why the f-ck are you next to us?
b-tch, you should come test us
i seen what you rockin’ and, b-tch, you can’t dress with us
seen what yo’ b-tch looked like
and, n-gga, i wasn’t impressed or nothin’
f-ck-n-gga, come and talk it out
f-ck-n-gga, we ain’t talk it out
what the f-ck we finna talk about?
all we know is that mula, benjis, franklins
and that guala, fetti with us
bunch of young n-ggas
bunch of them b-tches, all in they whip
l1ckin’ on t-t
runnin’ my check up, i think i’m with nike, i’m sprintin’
sheesh, y’all couldn’t hear me?
b-tch, you guessed it
you was motherf-ckin’ right

[hook: og maco & key!]
b-tch, you guessed it—hoo (aye)
still with my n-ggas and we flexin’ (aye, uh)
hoo (aye, uh)
b-tch, you guessed it (aye, aye, uh, aye)

[verse 2: key!]
i bought my b-tch a birkin bag so she could hold my f-ckin’ strap
that b-tch be heavy in my pants and i don’t even like to sag
i’m going hard, i’m going hard, sniffin’ out the f-ckin’ plate
my momma tried to make me dinner but i already ate
these b-tches lyin’, i seen the molly in her eyes
plus, i made the play, huh
ball, matt ryan, hey
i can’t eat no breakfast, fall asleep in intersections
stole a smith and wesson, i hope he’s a pedestrian
manman, lay low in the dip
when you see him, let it rip
when you hit him, boy, let’s dip
amalfi coast, let’s take a trip
i’mma call me a singer, i’mma make her pack, her bag
i’mma send her -ss there, but i ain’t gon’ send her -ss back, aye

[outro]
b-tch, you…
d-mn, brandon

- og maco lyrics

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