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lirik lagu rio da yung og - shit talkin', pt. 3

[intro]
(ooh, sav k!lled ’em)
yeah
what up, sav?

[verse]
i’m a mastermind
spent forty, you get one for free, this an appetizer
i just came up with a plan, i’m a strategizer
how he gon’ survive two dracos with rapid fire?
hit the road a hundred some times before i had a license
in the backseat, i stuck the muzzle in a pack of diapers
i hope this b~tch don’t hit a tree, i’m finna whack the driver
five of red in the mountain dew, it look like apple cider
b~tch, i been dirty
made ten before ten, woke up at 6:30
this b~tch a fiend, i charge her two hundred for six perkys
i got four glocks on me right now, b~tch, my hip hurtin’
glock 18 with monkey nuts, i call her big bertha
i drink the hi~tech like it’s water, but i sip purple
let my auntie cook a brick for me, she said her wrist hurtin’
i had to let her cook the drop, she made a big purchase
she had to take a smoke break
i told her she could smoke a zip, this b~tch gon’ smoke eight
my white b~tch just love to sniff blow, i call her snowflake
told this b~tch to hit a few lines, she took the whole plate
now she ain’t dead a dime
if i overdose off drinkin’ lean, bro, just let me die
my n~gga wanna buy some grams, i charge him seventy~five
you think i’m showin’ love? i really hit it seven times
i took a hundred pack and hit it with the, never mind
you ever seen a real zombie? that sh~t terrifying
my n~gga showed me two thousand in blues, i was mesmerized
scared to drink this pop, it’s dark as h~ll, it left me petrified
b~tch, i’m paralyzed, i cannot move
i just got like sixty grams of cut i cannot use
n~gga really thought he bought some r’s, he ain’t that stupid
i sold his ass some circle xannys, these are not blue
eleven hundred for these louis walkers, these are not shoes
i had to cut into a b~tch, but i am not rude
when i say a b~tch, i’m talkin’ ’bout a brick of dog food
who the h~ll are you?
if you a snitch and have a son, he gon’ be tellin’ too
you just take pictures with your glock, you don’t never use it
watched my cousin get life for a brick, that sh~t left me clueless
doggy caught a body, got life, and paid restitution
on the strip sellin’ white girl, i call that prostitution
i’m in a eco~friendly rental but my pop polluted
at the y, hoopin’ with fn, but i’m not with lucci
i’m still sh~t talkin’
ever seen a n~gga step on blues and call it crip walkin’?
if a fiend come short ten, take a tenth off it
got red~flagged at the urgent care, i did six walk~ins
that was in seven days
a million some streams in one month, let’s get the record straight
slipped through the metal detector with a lil’ .38
if they ask why that b~tch go off, i got a metal plate

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