I Don’t Respond (First Day Out)

By Li Rye

Released on August 4, 2023

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[Intro]

(AR)


[Verse]

Niggas mad they can't get on, bitch, I put work in for these diamonds

I look down at this new Cartier and I say, "Perfect timin'"

I know that her love ain't good for me, I call her Poison Ivy

It's Percocets in my promethazine, that's why I'm never drivin'

We pop out clean as fuck, I'll take your bitch and nut all on her face, nigga

Pop out, cuh leave headshots, I leave that to my favorite hitters

Looked up, seen a red dot, heard he got his face popped like a pimple

Accurate with my pistol, I leave a hole in your facе like a dimple

Bettеr pick a side before you die like Malcolm in the Middle

I ain't never been a victim, I'm always the one behind the pistol

I'm the first one to pull the trigger

Li Rye the type lil'-boy a killer

We turn your life to a thriller, bitch, how his spot get hit with a switch

These niggas think they bulletproof

Pussy nigga, make me bully you

We done showed niggas what fullies do

Can't hide, these bitches comin' through

We catch you and we gunnin' you down, nigga

Stretched how you found, nigga

Leave bullets in your crown, nigga

Hold on, huh, South end got twenty-six

We ridin' 'round with fully sticks

You know I like nut in my bitch

Why you think she on toxic shit?

Five-seveN, that's why I'm on cocky shit

I'm short, but I'm still rockin' shit

I blew up like a rocket, bitch

Whack him, knock him off the list

Rose gold, I just took a piss

Fresh as fuck, might take a pic

In the dark, my diamonds glist'

She say I got the finest wrist

Rocky how these diamonds hit

Modest, but I know I'm lit

Hottie wan' eat on my dick

Scottie Pippen, we dunk on shit

Rod Wave, road to riches

Ain't see no nigga cold as this

He pussy, he ain't blow his blick

Love to see blood, they say I'm sick

Bitch, I raise the murder rate

Turnt up, these niggas love to hate

I'm young with so much on my plate

Fucked up, my niggas turnin' fake

Guess they hate to know I'm great

Paralyzed with demons in my face

I see death up in my fate

Quick to blow, won't hesitate

Hope I don't overdose one day

Spiritual, but I don't never pray

He play and he gon' meet his fate

Hrr, R.I.P. to his facial

Two R.I.P.s in my face, R.I.P. Red, R.I.P. Erin

Got love for all the bros, I know they think that I don't be carin'

Big heart, I give 'em what I can, they think that I don't be sharin'

Hitter ain't whack him in his yard 'cause of me and I be sparin'

These niggas sit around and think of me, ain't got shit else to do

They tried to close the door, I don't give a fuck, bitch know I'm comin' through

Got my respect with murder, I step on shit with my size 7 shoe

They think I'm cray 'cause I don't give a fuck, I'm quick to step on you

I been poppin' Percocets, how many I'm on? Right now, it's two

I keep poppin' Percocets, before the night gon' be a few

Started off with just one body, now we up what? Like a few

Yeah, this shit is faneto, we gorillas in a zoo

I get money in my sleep, I feel like a fuckin' Jew

We been fuckin' for a week, so I'ma call her my lil' boo

I don't stay too far from Utah, take a trip to see the view, ha, who?

Why? You? Die, who? Bah, woo

My brother claim he Damu, I ain't believe him 'til I seen him draw blood

When you hit a nigga head, that blood rush out just like a flood

Niggas see that shit get real, try to cop out, nah, bud

"The niggas really outside stand on business," who? Y'all was?

Done ran through more pounds than a Planet Fitness, all big buds

I'm in Cali with EBK Jaaybo, I'm with big Bloods

And my daddy, he a Loc, Neighborhood Crip, a big Cuz