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lirik lagu expen$ive & rio da yung og - call us even (810 shit)

[intro]
(dj updoe)

[verse 1: expen$ive]
four~five, it’s only right i shoot this n~gga nine times
he a p~ssy, i’m tryna see if he got nine lives
think smart, stop smokin’ with these hoes, roll up your own zaz’
she suck my d~ck and roll your backwood, now y’all d~ck high
i keep pourin’ more and more drink like i ain’t gettin’ high
been tryna do right, but i just can’t, it’s like my tenth try
n~gga, you ain’t shoot that party up, you shot up in the sky
don’t say you slid on n~ggas before if they ain’t get hit and die
i got forty thousand on me, but i’m just gettin’ by
my pastor in church preachin’ in moncler, he gettin’ rich off tithes
two fours, a brick, and a glock, b~tch, this my school supplies
i ain’t cheap, i’ll ask a b~tch what’s her shoe size
i’ll ask my plug for a front and don’t even need it
i got the money, but in case he hit it, i can make us even
this ho a human vacuum, she can seriously suck some s~m~n
b~tch, i’m no different, when i’m f~ckin’, i’m a fully demon
my psyche said i signed with marcus, i’m on my way to neimans
my opp died in the hospital, they couldn’t stop the bleedin’
played sick just to go to hurley ’cause i wanted to see it
keep a smart b~tch ’cause i can count, but i might not read it
she suck my d~ck for an hour, this b~tch act like she t~~thin’
caught my b~tch cheatin’, choked her up, she d~mn near stopped breathin’
i bought a brick and lost a half, i ain’t been eatin’
lost my appetite, shot him nine times, now i call it seasoning
[verse 2: rio da yung og]
just know i had a hundred cash on me if you saw me cheatin’
my b~tch said i ain’t sh~t, i told her, “leave, you got a lot of reasons”
don’t get offended if i f~ck your sister, she look kinda freaky
i can f~ck three hoes in one day, you know i’m kinda sneaky
probably two hundred cash around when i’m with expen$ive
i can drink a whole eight of act’ straight and that sh~t expensive
i know your n~gga got a lil’ pape’, but i might be richer
thought they was slidin’ on me, dropped thirty shots, i might be trippin’
if you ain’t never made two hundred racks, i’m not gon’ miss you
i hate that b~tch so much, she can die right now, i’m not gon’ miss her
i can hit a b~tch raw, but i’m not gon’ kiss her
disrespect me, i’ma knock your ass out, i’m not a sissy
i just drunk a pint of lean by myself, i’m kinda p~ssy
i was finna go and make this ‘bow play, but it’s kinda iffy
just had to use my trigger finger, it was kinda itchy
forty~seven racks for a chain, you can round it to fifty
this a muddy cup of wock’ and another glock
this n~gga threw a shot and went ot, got his brother dropped
this ain’t the same rolex you seen, this another watch
touch da yung og, guarantee mike drop a hundred shots
from the bedrock, chase you down barefooted, b~tch, i’m burnin’ rubber
just took three 30s and one 10, i’m off a perc~100
drunk a bunch of lean last night, got my stomach hurtin’
i can drink two pints by myself, i’m not your average person
[verse 3: expen$ive]
i hit a n~gga for twenty racks, he open like a curtain
i tried to f~ck this b~tch for an hour, but my p~b~s started hurtin’
treat my n~ggas like ron artest, i threw them n~ggas ‘bows
remember we was broke as h~ll, around this b~tch sharin’ clothes
now we can go out of state and we can share some hoes
i just met this pretty lightskinned b~tch, i might l!ck her toes
told my plug stop callin’ my phone, i’m finna do some shows
naw, i’m just playin’, send me another load

[verse 4: rio da yung og]
sh~t, i got a hundred ‘bows
forty~five hundred each one, go and buy some rolls
yeah, i’m strapped, but i’ll whoop a n~gga ass, i ain’t no f~ckin’ ho
sh~t, since you so generous, let me f~ck your ho
i got some bronx n~ggas doin’ buck~fifties, they’ll cut your throat
in the old~school doin’ one~sixty, feel like i’m on a boat
these n~ggas probably just wanna smoke, they don’t want no smoke
’cause the smoke i’m givin’ out’ll leave holes if it touch your throat

[outro: rio da yung og]
n~gga
ghetto boyz sh~t, n~gga, you know what the f~ck goin’ on
what up, expen$ive?
this another one
y’all n~ggas can’t f~ck with us, n~gga, 810 sh~t

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