[Intro]
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[Verse 1: Rio Da Yung OG]
Alright, let's set this shit off
Right now I'm on my way to [?][0:12] to drop this lil' bitch off
Sellin' zips and eights for a day, got a brick off
Hit him in his face with a K, blew his lips off
Nigga, I been fuckin' hoes for free, I don't trick off
I'm too high to get on top, baby, ride me like a big dog
Put an eight-thousand-dollar outfit on and take this shit off
Send a ho to get a thousand pills and break the bitch off
Tell me why I had to Mace the bitch, dog
And baby girl, I hate that makeup shit, make my dick soft
I knew we was gonna win the game at the tipoff
I can stack the twenty dollar bills up and do a flip off 'em
[Chorus: Rio Da Yung OG]
That is not drip, take that shit off
I got a Wock' seal, don't take the lid off
Four in a canned pop, I should've sippеd raw
Y'all niggas had fun, now it's time for us to get off
Whole cliquе icy, we gon' get off
Like a big diaper, get this shit off me
Alright, it's time to play, I gave y'all niggas time to get off
Four hundred seventy-three milliliters, boy, this script talk
[Verse 2: Peezy]
Just had a million-dollar meeting with a label
Down to my last deuce of Wockhardt, I'm finna save it
Need a bandage for my knuckles, I been beatin' up the pavement
Scared to talk on telephones, finna go buy me a pager
This shit I'm spittin' real life, I don't hardly rap
I know the feds tappin' niggas' phones, so I'ma call you back
We done turned nothin' into somethin', you can't argue that
Finna wash this dirty money up, where a laundromat?
Your nigga fightin' for his life with a court-appointed
My niggas wake up and get paper in the early morning
Presidential Rollie on my wrist, I got more than one
You can't tell I'm in the dope house 'cause it's boarded up
[Chorus: Rio Da Yung OG]
That is not drip, take that shit off
I got a Wock' seal, don't take the lid off
Four in a canned pop, I should've sipped raw
Y'all niggas had fun, now it's time for us to get off
Whole clique icy, we gon' get off
Like a big diaper, get this shit off me
Alright, it's time to play, I gave y'all niggas time to get off
Four hundred seventy-three milliliters, boy, this script talk
[Verse 3: PM Capo]
I just fucked my opp's bitch and then I slid off
She asked me why I had to cut her off, she think I'm Jigsaw
Bitch think she gettin' over on me, she must hit raw
Just sold this offy nigga fake Cookie and now he pissed off
Walk in the room, won't say a word, I bet my blick talk
Shit, damn, and I don't miss often
Sent an Uber, beat her doonies down, and now the bitch stalkin'
Bitch pulled up with some cactus pussy, had to kickstart it
She said that I'm an asshole, I'm always shit talkin'
This nigga pulled up with a pint, I told him get lost then
Find a Rémy bottle, I don't want that shit for sick coughin'
I'm big now, but I'll still pop a nigga, then go hit Boston
[Chorus: Rio Da Yung OG]
That is not drip, take that shit off
I got a Wock' seal, don't take the lid off
Four in a canned pop, I should've sipped raw
Y'all niggas had fun, now it's time for us to get off
Whole clique icy, we gon' get off
Like a big diaper, get this shit off me
Alright, it's time to play, I gave y'all niggas time to get off
Four hundred seventy-three milliliters, boy, this script talk
[Outro]
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