More songs by Rio Da Yung Og
Description
Released on: 2019-07-09
Lyrics and translation
Original
Word to my mother, A.T. killed this, fuck is you talkin' 'bout?
Still fuckin' with the PAW Patrol
When I hit the block, niggas run, like when the law patrollin'
Call the plug up, I need the softest blow
He dropped another baby off, so I bought a stroller
.45 Glock, this bitch'll drop a polar
Keep it in my hand at all times, coulda bought a holster
Just dropped the bitch off and made her walk back over
Used to drink a pint and drop a verse, now I'm talkin' sober
I guess I'm talented, hit it with the soda, now it's stiffer than a mannequin
My nigga ate a headshot, pulled out the fragments
My other nigga took a leg shot and died from panickin'
Lil' cuz want a egg, fuck a necklace
How you want it? Over-easy, or I could scramble it
I got a plug in New Orleans, he went to Gramblin'
I'm sick, I ain't got no Hi-Tech 'cause that's my medicine
Spent my money on a six of eight, but I ain't gamblin'
Please don't try to run off on me 'cause I ain't havin' it
But I'll drop the whole clip and let you have the shit
Freaked my black and lit the wrong end on some backwards shit
Damn, I'm glad it wasn't no plastic tip
My lil' cousin wack as hell, but he'll whack some shit
Got enough to buy a pound, but I'ma grab a zip
I'm fiendin', I'll pay 200 for a line of Actavis
I'm still fuckin' with the Johnny Depp
Turn the beam on and gun you down, 'cause I'm outta breath
You caught a B on accident, you's not a threat
I ain't verified on Instаgrаm, but I got a check