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OG #18 seeds—man, where do I even start? These little bastards are like the black sheep of the OG Kush family, but in the best way. You crack open a pack and it’s like holding a secret weapon. Not flashy. Not loud. Just… potent. Like, sit-your-ass-down potent. And if you’re growing them? Buckle up. They’ll test your patience, but damn, the payoff hits like a freight train full of pine and diesel fumes.
First time I ran OG #18, I didn’t know what I was getting into. Thought it’d be just another OG pheno, maybe a little funkier. Wrong. This one’s got attitude. The plants stretch, sure, but not like they’re trying to escape the tent—more like they’re claiming space. Thick branches, dark leaves, and buds that look like they’ve been dipped in powdered sugar and regret. It reeks. In a good way. Like, open-the-jar-and-clear-the-room kind of stink. Earthy, chemmy, with this weird sweet note that sneaks in and punches you in the nose when you’re not looking.
And the high? Jesus. It’s not a “let’s go for a hike” strain. It’s a “cancel your plans and stare at the ceiling fan” strain. Heavy. Sedating. Makes your limbs feel like they’re wrapped in warm concrete. Good for pain, insomnia, or just checking out of reality for a few hours. I’ve seen seasoned smokers tap out after a few hits. No joke.
Now, growing it—yeah, it’s not plug-and-play. You gotta know your environment. OG #18 likes things dialed in. Humidity too high? Mold city. Nutrients off? She’ll throw a fit. But if you treat her right? She’ll reward you with dense, greasy colas that look like they’ve been painted with resin. Trimming’s a pain, though. Sticky scissors, sticky fingers, sticky everything. But that smell while you’re trimming? Worth it. Makes you feel like you’re doing something illegal even if you’re not.
Some folks say she’s too strong, too couch-locky. I say—good. Not everything needs to be a daytime sativa buzz. Sometimes you need a strain that shuts the world up for a while. OG #18 does that. No apologies.
Would I grow it again? Hell yes. Every time I think I’ve found something better, I come crawling back. It’s like that toxic ex you know is bad for you but damn, the chemistry’s just too good. OG #18 doesn’t care about trends or hype. She just does her thing. Loud, proud, and unapologetically stoned.
If you’re new to growing, maybe don’t start here. She’s not forgiving. But if you’ve got a few runs under your belt and want something that punches like Tyson in ‘88—this is it. OG #18. She’s a beast. Handle with care.