lirik lagu rio da yung og - chrome fight
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i had a long night (my n~gga lee, i think we got another one)
who wanna run up on this sh~t and get his nose white?
i got all matte on, let’s have a chrome fight
like what kind of rap you doin’, why you ain’t got no ice?
i never pulled up on them n~ggas, i just drove by
i know them boys outside, we just rode by
a half of biscuit on me now, you got the wrong guy
she asked me for some money, then my phone died
they shot his crib up so much, the f~ckin’ home died
he never make pape’, he just go home high
i can move a thousand pounds by myself, i’m a strong guy
i jump pj, i ain’t ever got on a wrong flight
i was just on the rec yard with a long knife
i’ll take this matty boy to her, i got chrome pipes
last quarter i did louis, this quarter all chrome
i just had three pints but they all gone
you ain’t tryna spend no gaffle with me? what you call for?
throw this sh~t in they face, what you ball for?
like i’m facin’ sh~t, you know i want all the smoke
they facin’ sh~t— mm, yeah
they facin’ sh~t, you’ll never get a chance to walk home
that n~gga mad as f~ck, all his dogs gone
disrespectful, got a platinum plaque just to walk on it, that’s a doormat
i’m high as f~ck bro, where the floor at?
i just scored a pint of quay’, where’s some more at?
i bought the b~tch dior and she adored it
i swear to god, i spent a m on doordash
i swear to god, i spent fifteen racks on floor mats
you can’t compare yourself to us with your poor ass
i got a real zip of scudder b~tter, twenty~four grams
gotta lose it for
you see me at a hoop game, i gotta use the floor
look my mama in her eyes, like, “ma, i’ll never lose no more”
they rap good and talk about all this sh~t but they losin’ though
sh~t, go check the score
i just heard some weird sh~t, worm, check the door
the jerk from the lamb’ truck, now her neck done broke
i can get the pints for twenty~eight right now, but they in texas though
right now i’m on some freaky sh~t, havin’ s~x with four
i’m high as f~ck, won’t do this sh~t no more, like where my weapon go?
my lil’ n~gga caught two already, he eleven though
i was finna buy my son a bust patek, he seven though, he finna turn eight
i’ll stress a b~tch out and make her turn gay, i’ll find a dyk~ b~tch and make her turn straight
they knocked his ass out, how the curve taste?
i’m in first place
did a fedbid, i can not forget the first day, or the last day
a thousand dollars worth of roaches in my ashtray
nah, that n~gga dead for real, you can ask tre
that other n~gga died too, you can ask tay
the real n~ggas in the buck love me, you can ask jay
i’m a real street legend, i ain’t never got my ass ate, you n~ggas weird as f~ck
they hit his scatpack so much, f~cked the steerin’ up, and he gon’ give em up
he told on the bros, man, you n~ggas bold
he cloned all the ‘bows, now he got some more
i gotta dip ’cause i got a show
they hit him in the back of his sh~t, it look like sloppy joe
they hit him with a switch, he look like swiss cheese
she asked me was i rich? i’m like, “b~tch, please”
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