Part I
O. G. Jigg Lyrics


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Yeah, livin' in the slums, we just wishin' for a hero
Expensive nightmares on a-
Expensive nightmares on a Maybach pillow
Expensive nightmares on a Maybach pillow
Livin' in the slums, we just wishin' for a hero, oh
And the guns, better get low
And the guns, better get low (Kid)
Uh, rather get caught with it
Can't fuck with too many, I feel like I'm too authentic
Pink slips shawty, bitch, this Maybach, it ain't rented
And my Rollie presidential like I know the Senate
If it's that, we shoot it up, we hop right out on business
Really ain't no need to check his pulse, they know he finished
Nigga, where I come from, no, it ain't no happy endings
I'm a trenches baby, when it's danger, I can sense it
When I'm toppin' Nina, I feel anger, I'm ascended (bop, bop, bop, bop)
K's up, killer season like I'm Killa Cam
A lot of L's that season, I was losin' all my niggas, damn
Three years later, whole world know who the fuck I am
I could pop out couple million flexin' for the 'Gram
Got a six car garage, I might need me a Lamb'
Let a nigga plan on robbin', that Nina'll blam
Twin .40s stick together like Gina and Pam (yeah, boom)

Ayy, bitch, I'm really him (G Herbo)
And all the shooters love me, they call a nigga Rim
Snuck in the club, that baby Glock
Tucked right in my tims (tucked right in my tims)
Still got an AR, you get chopped, run up on my Lamb' (grrah)
Pussy, no bap (ayy), I don't bap a lot (no bap)
Can't say no cap, put that on cap, I'm with Capalot (that's lil' bro)
The FN Ruger on my lap when I don't got a Glock (stay there)
Been totin' pistols before Rap, I don't know how to stop
I can't switch, can't keepin' takin' risks 'cause I'm really rich
Got a deal, can't be in that field 'cause we really blitz
Foreign wheels, I bought six whips, now they on my dick
Maybach cost a quarter mil', they ain't really shit

Can't let 'em see me lose, they expectin' me to crash
All my cars up to date, no point in dwellin' in the past
See 'em, hop out, chase 'em, we on every nigga ass
Trip you up, down face 'em, get 'em gone then hit the gas, uh
Well actually, I keep that strap with me
Say we ain't slidin', have you get zipped up talkin', my point exactly
My lil' niggas aim for headshots and they got accuracy
Push a bitch right out that leg-lock like ain't no trappin' me (uh)
Tell me what it is, we ain't duckin' smoke, we ain't scared
He reach for his Carti', it's gon' be a whole lot of red
Time to kill 'em all, I been in mode, I ain't playin'
Used to be my dawg, he lost control off the meds, uh

Yeah, livin' in the slums, we just wishin' for a hero
Expensive nightmares on a-
Expensive nightmares on a Maybach pillow
Expensive nightmares on a Maybach pillow
Livin' in the slums, we just wishin' for a hero, oh




And the guns, better get low
And the guns, better get low

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "A1. Part I" by O.G. Jigg depict the struggles of living in impoverished conditions and yearning for someone to come and save them from their dire circumstances. The mention of "livin' in the slums" signifies a life filled with hardships and challenges. The repeated line "Expensive nightmares on a Maybach pillow" suggests that even in their dreams or moments of luxury, they are haunted by the heavy weight of their struggles and troubles. It highlights the stark contrast between their desire for a better life and the harsh reality they face daily.


The lyrics also touch upon themes of authenticity and resilience. O.G. Jigg emphasizes that he is true to himself and doesn't conform to the expectations of others. He expresses his pride in his possessions, such as his Maybach car and his presidential Rolex watch. These symbols of success and wealth stand as a testament to his hard work and determination. Moreover, the lyrics convey a sense of urgency and readiness to defend oneself, as referenced in lines like "If it's that, we shoot it up, we hop right out on business." This reflects the need to protect oneself in dangerous environments and reinforces the idea that survival is a top priority.


Overall, "A1. Part I" sheds light on the struggles of living in difficult circumstances, the desire for a better life, and the determination to persevere despite the challenges faced.


Line by Line Meaning

Yeah, livin' in the slums, we just wishin' for a hero
In our disadvantaged neighborhood, we yearn for someone who can bring positive change and salvation.


Expensive nightmares on a-
We are haunted by our expensive and unattainable dreams.


Expensive nightmares on a Maybach pillow
Even in our luxurious fantasies, we cannot escape the traumatic experiences of our reality.


Livin' in the slums, we just wishin' for a hero, oh
Living in poverty-stricken conditions, we desperately long for a savior or role model.


And the guns, better get low
When confronted with imminent danger, it is crucial to take cover and lower our weapons.


And the guns, better get low (Kid)
This emphasizes the importance of quickly reacting to threats by taking defensive measures.


Uh, rather get caught with it
I would rather take the risk of being caught with a weapon than face vulnerable and defenseless situations.


Can't fuck with too many, I feel like I'm too authentic
I prefer to keep my circle small since I believe my genuine nature sets me apart.


Pink slips shawty, bitch, this Maybach, it ain't rented
I legally own this Maybach, so don't mistake it for a leased vehicle.


And my Rollie presidential like I know the Senate
My Rolex watch symbolizes power and authority, as if I govern like a politician.


If it's that, we shoot it up, we hop right out on business
When faced with a threatening situation, we respond aggressively and deal with it swiftly.


Really ain't no need to check his pulse, they know he finished
Once we unleash our violence, the outcome is already evident without the need to verify their demise.


Nigga, where I come from, no, it ain't no happy endings
In the environment I grew up in, there are no fairy-tale conclusions or positive outcomes.


I'm a trenches baby, when it's danger, I can sense it
Having been raised in a dangerous environment, I possess an instinctual ability to detect and respond to threats.


When I'm toppin' Nina, I feel anger, I'm ascended (bop, bop, bop, bop)
When I wield my firearm, I am consumed by rage, feeling elevated and powerful as I take action.


K's up, killer season like I'm Killa Cam
I raise my weapon, signifying a period of intense violence, just like the rapper Killa Cam.


A lot of L's that season, I was losin' all my niggas, damn
During that time, I experienced numerous losses and defeats, tragically losing many of my close friends.


Three years later, whole world know who the fuck I am
After three years, I have gained worldwide recognition and notoriety.


I could pop out couple million flexin' for the 'Gram
I can easily display my immense wealth by showcasing millions of dollars on social media.


Got a six car garage, I might need me a Lamb'
With a garage capable of housing six cars, I may consider adding a Lamborghini to my collection.


Let a nigga plan on robbin', that Nina'll blam
If someone dares to plan a robbery against me, I will use my firearm to strike back.


Twin .40s stick together like Gina and Pam (yeah, boom)
My two .40-caliber handguns are like inseparable friends, much like the characters Gina and Pam from the show Martin.


Ayy, bitch, I'm really him (G Herbo)
Hey, girl, I am truly the person you see before you, the real G Herbo.


And all the shooters love me, they call a nigga Rim
I have earned the admiration and loyalty of all the skilled gunmen, who affectionately refer to me as 'Rim.'


Snuck in the club, that baby Glock
I discreetly brought a compact Glock pistol into the club.


Tucked right in my tims (tucked right in my tims)
I cleverly concealed the firearm within my Timberland boots, having it easily accessible if needed.


Still got an AR, you get chopped, run up on my Lamb' (grrah)
I still possess an AR-15 rifle, and if you approach my Lamborghini with ill intentions, you will face dire consequences.


Pussy, no bap (ayy), I don't bap a lot (no bap)
I don't engage in idle talk or nonsense, I prefer to speak and act with purpose.


Can't say no cap, put that on cap, I'm with Capalot (that's lil' bro)
I cannot lie, I am being completely honest, and I'm affiliated with Capalot, who is like a little brother to me.


The FN Ruger on my lap when I don't got a Glock (stay there)
I keep an FN Ruger pistol on my lap when I do not have a Glock pistol readily available.


Been totin' pistols before Rap, I don't know how to stop
Even prior to my involvement in the music industry, I have carried firearms, and it has become an ingrained part of my lifestyle.


I can't switch, can't keepin' takin' risks 'cause I'm really rich
I cannot change who I am or stop engaging in dangerous activities simply because I am now wealthy and successful.


Got a deal, can't be in that field 'cause we really blitz
Since signing a record deal, I must refrain from being involved in illegal activities due to the high visibility of my career.


Foreign wheels, I bought six whips, now they on my dick
I have acquired six luxurious cars, and as a result, many individuals are envious and seek my attention.


Maybach cost a quarter mil', they ain't really shit
My Maybach vehicle may be worth a substantial amount, but it holds no significant value to me.


Can't let 'em see me lose, they expectin' me to crash
I must not allow others to witness me failing or stumbling, as they anticipate my downfall.


All my cars up to date, no point in dwellin' in the past
I keep all my vehicles modern and current, refusing to dwell on past experiences or possessions.


See 'em, hop out, chase 'em, we on every nigga ass
Once we spot our targets, we quickly exit the vehicle and relentlessly pursue them.


Trip you up, down face 'em, get 'em gone then hit the gas, uh
We will use deceptive tactics to sabotage and disable our enemies, eliminating them swiftly before swiftly fleeing the scene.


Well actually, I keep that strap with me
In reality, I always carry a firearm with me.


Say we ain't slidin', have you get zipped up talkin', my point exactly
If you claim we are not willing to engage in violent retaliation, we will silence you by causing your demise. This proves my previous point perfectly.


My lil' niggas aim for headshots and they got accuracy
My young associates specifically target the head area when shooting, displaying remarkable precision and accuracy.


Push a bitch right out that leg-lock like ain't no trappin' me (uh)
I confidently maneuver my way out of compromising situations, just like escaping from a leg lock, proving that I cannot be trapped or cornered.


Tell me what it is, we ain't duckin' smoke, we ain't scared
Let me know what the situation entails; we do not shy away from confrontation or back down out of fear.


He reach for his Carti', it's gon' be a whole lot of red
If someone attempts to grab their firearm, there will be a violent and bloody altercation.


Time to kill 'em all, I been in mode, I ain't playin'
It has come to the point where I must eliminate all my enemies; I am in a relentless and serious mindset.


Used to be my dawg, he lost control off the meds, uh
This person who was once close to me lost their sanity and self-control due to excessive use of medication.


And the guns, better get low
As the situation intensifies, it is crucial for everyone to take cover and ensure their weapons are out of sight.


And the guns, better get low
Repeated for emphasis, it is essential to prioritize personal safety and conceal firearms when necessary.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Bach Nguyentran, Daniel Hackett, Herbert Wright, Julius Brown, Taurus Bartlett

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Memotone William-Yates

O.G. Jigg PART II cassette has now been released on bandcamp: www.memotone.bandcamp.com

Oak Sage

Guys, we got a decent one!

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