[Intro: Rio Da Yung OG]

Mhm

Mhm

(LonzeTheKing)

Alright

Alright

Yeah, nigga

[Verse 1: Rio Da Yung OG]

How the fuck you lookin' for me? I'm outside with it

I heard you just bought a Draco, you can die with it

This an old K, though, and I ride with it

Spray they whole crib up and hit five niggas

Smoke a nigga granny, that's how we get even

I just spent ten, eleven thousand at Big Beaver

I was at the Gucci store tryna meet Peter

Nigga, I did not fuck your ho, she a skeet eater

I love my new Glock, I go to sleep with it

Paranoid when I'm at the crib, I go pee with it

Got addicted to the lean when I seen Lil E with it

It was me and E in front of Quan house, in the Jeep trippin'

If you see mе out there on Cecil, I got Skeet with mе

Grab the rock, finna take a shot, score three with it

Just grabbed a pop and a six of Wock' and poured a three in it

Clip a nigga ends with the K, now it's uneven

You'll never catch me slippin', I be with the one people

He thought he got shot with a toy 'cause the gun see-through

Bitch had asked me for some money talkin' 'bout she broke, shit, me too

I heard your nigga fucked up, wouldn't wanna be you

Might pour it all in one pop when I drop, so I let E do it

[Interlude: GrindHard E]

Alright, you gon' let me do it?

[Verse 2: GrindHard E]

Pour it all in one pop, when it's gone, I be like, "We stupid"

Call somebody else— alright

Call somebody else that got the drank and then redo it

I don't how to cook cakes, I let Freeze do it

It seem like niggas hologram 'cause I see through 'em

Bitch, pull your panties up, I don't eat coochie

Suprised the shit out an opp, they seen me shootin'

One nigga can't catch me slippin', they need three to do it

Can't take his head off with the Glock, I bet the E do it

Ri' nodded off doin' a video and had to reshoot it

Shot the gun, that bitch jammed on me, I had to reshoot it

Bitch missed her vein shootin' dope, she had to reshoot it

Young, intelligent entrepreneurs, they think we stupid

Unc' fucked the dope up, he had to redo it

(Fuck, I almost—), I almost spilled my cup

You got a sore on your lip, you can't hit my blunt

Cussed my bitch out 'cause she kept tryna hit my cup

First time my white boy shopped with me, he had beginner's luck

I gave him a tester and a lot of credit

Bitch got a credit score high as hell, let me use your debit

Nigga walked in the crib when I— alright

Nigga walked in when I was hittin' his bitch, I had to shoot him naked

Hit him in the head with the Glock, he was doo-doo messy (Aw shit)

That's diarrhea

I almost fucked the baddest bitch, but she had gonorrhea

Was 'bout to pull up on another bitch, but I'm not a cheater

Was 'bout to buy some drank from Lou, but Mike and Kidd got it cheaper

Like all my sales come to me, but got a— then I gotta meet 'em

[Verse 3: Rio Da Yung OG]

I just drunk some D'USSÉ, let Vonta Grayy talk me out a feature

I can't teach you how to make a hundred K, bro, I'm not a teacher

Up the strap at the hoop game and shot up the bleachers

Bitch, your teeth yellow, fuck some toothpaste, ho, you gotta bleach 'em

You can't be playin' with the Percocets, bruh, you gotta eat 'em

Spray the crowd with a hundred shots and hit a lot of people

This Black tastin' good, it must be the lean

Went to sleep of Wock' and had a dream I might be a fiend

Everybody tellin' now, that must be the thing

But I can't believe them niggas said I told, that shit unbelievable

Never thought I'd make a million dollars, now it's achievable

Articulate when it come to math, I can read too

Glock got a dick on it, but not the one you pee through

You caught your first body in 2010? Shit, me too

When I pull up, hurry up and come outside 'fore I leave you

Eight racks for a verse, shit, my kids gotta eat too

Pourin' up the Wock' ain't workin', man, let me see a needle

Nigga, that ain't a real Grand National, that's a Regal

Mike got us CPLs, but the AR got a grip, that's illegal