[Intro: Rio Da Yung OG]

What the fuck?

Wow, it's no way, wow

(Ooh, shit, that's a Danny G beat)

Shit!

I'm just a lil' Flint nigga, nigga, got 'em like, alright

(Damn, Machu, why'd you have to do 'em like that?)

[Verse 1: GrindHard E]

Wow, I got all the hoes sayin' that

How do you make two hundred grand fast?

Now, bitch, get here before I beat yo' ass

Baow, I'll sleep yo' ass

Wow, wow

Hit him in his head, he ain't even get to say "Ouch"

Set a nigga down without a couch

What the fuck they got goin' on?

Them Flint niggas goin' crazy on every song

Three hundred features in and I'm still goin'

Four pints in and I'm still pourin'

That's in one night

Nigga, bring ten O's and bring one Sprite

Petty-ass sippers, I don't drink light

Before you throw a shot at me, you better think twicе

Switch on a Glock that could've gone beforе I blinked twice

Oh, your daddy was a plug? That must be nice

On the eastside, buyin' Perc' 30s from Denize

How the fuck you shootin' pills out of town and you ain't been to the V twice?

[Verse 2: GrindHard E]

Nothin' that I sell ain't at a cheap price

I'll fuck all of your hoes, you better be nice

On some dumb shit, I got—

On some dumb shit, I got caught with my heat twice

My nigga got a pint of Wock', he sellin' his, but I'ma keep mine

When I got shot, I told my mama, "I'ma be fine"

This-This-This weed that I got from A1 hittin' harder than a nigga on the D-line

Life movin' fast forward, wish that I could rewind

Went to Hutch, about to drop a Rollie just to freeze time

All my clientele got my number up on speed dial

I might take my nigga fiend, but that'd be foul

Ten bitches, it just me and Ri', that'll be wild

Put a sign on the door that say keep out

Damn, we got a lot of shit to do, fuck, we out

[Verse 3: Rio Da Yung OG]

Shit, we got the backend, we could be out

Twelve years old, I was fuckin' in a treehouse

Ain't no lean hit the floor, but we just poured a lil' three out

Don't make me go into my duffle bag and pull a E out

Walkin' on a cashmere rug with my feet out

Hit a nigga in his artery and watch him bleed out

I was blind when I was broke, had no vision, I can see now

The drank had my appetite fucked up, I can eat now

I think I'm finally done with the drank, it been a week now

[Verse 4: GrindHard E]

Had to explain every time I talked to her, she was senile

Old lady used to sell the Vics to me for three dollars

I get everything for the low, I'ma be honest

Four pockets full, Lil Baby, I got deep pockets

They try to shit-talk like us, I call it re-rockin'

'Cause we got straight drop if you think 'bout it

Fiend wanted a dime, but the bitch only had three dollars

What the fuck I'ma do with that?

Chilled with her twice, now this bitch gettin' too attached

Leave a nigga shit on the pavement, this a dookie-strap

Rest in peace my nigga, I wish I could bring Buddah back

Ain't got my strap, I just seen the opps, where the fuck Scooter at?

Like, I ain't worried 'bout 'em

I got bitches breakin' they necks when they see my chain

Yeah, they like, "Who is that?"

Just got a twenty-ounce Sprite, I put a two in that

I'ma smoke a nigga if they shoot at me, fuck shootin' back

[Verse 5: Rio Da Yung OG]

Them pussy niggas tried to shit on me, now I'm pootin' back

The mic too close to the interface, bro, scoot it back

Tryna get this one lil' nigga dropped, E, where duder at?