[Intro: OG Maco]
God damn, boy, that n***a, Mac, didn't never call, bro
But I'm seeing that n***a everywhere, bro
Dawg, you know they say n***a went Hollywood and shit
Well, fuck that n***a, dawg
O.G.G, fuck is a O.G.G? (Damn, Brandon)
O.G.G, O.G.G, aye, bro
You don't think that n***a really gettin' no money, right?
I mean, he ain't really fucking a hoe, right?
Well, damn

[Hook: OG Maco]
Bitch, you guessed it—HOO
You was right
Bitch, you guessed it
Grahhh, grahhh, fuck-n***a on sight
Bitch, you guessed it
Still in that place and I'm flexin'—HOO
Bitch, you guessed it
I'm still with my n***as, come and test us
O.G.G

[Verse 1: OG Maco]
Bitch you guessed it
Walkin' around with extra in my pocket
Bitch, you next to us, why the fuck are you next to us?
Bitch, you should come test us
I seen what you rockin' and, bitch, you can't dress with us
Seen what yo' bitch looked like
And, n***a, I wasn't impressed or nothin'
Fuck-n***a, come and talk it out
Fuck-n***a, we ain't talk it out
What the fuck we finna talk about?
All we know is that Mula, Benjis, Franklins
And that Guala, Fetti with us
Bunch of young n***as
Bunch of them bitches, all in they whip
Lickin' on tit
Runnin' my check up, I think I'm with Nike, I'm sprintin'
Sheesh, y'all couldn't hear me?
Bitch, you guessed it
You was motherfuckin' right
[Hook: OG Maco & Key!]
Bitch, you guessed it—HOO (Aye)
Still with my n***as and we flexin' (Aye, uh)
HOO (Aye, uh)
Bitch, you guessed it (Aye, aye, uh, aye)

[Verse 2: Key!]
I bought my bitch a Birkin Bag so she could hold my fuckin' strap
That bitch be heavy in my pants and I don't even like to sag
I'm going hard, I'm going hard, sniffin' out the fuckin' plate
My momma tried to make me dinner but I already ate
These bitches 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 ass there, but I ain't gon' send her ass back, aye

[Hook: OG Maco]
Bitch, you guessed it—HOO
You was right
Bitch, you guessed it
Grahhh, grahhh, fuck-n***a on sight
Bitch, you guessed it
Still in that place and I'm flexin'—HOO
Bitch, you guessed it
I'm still with my n***as, come and test us
O.G.G
[Outro]
Bitch, you...
Damn, Brandon