lirik lagu rio da yung og - uncle sam
[intro]
(it’s a wayne beat)
no cap in my rap, n~gga
when i rap, n~gga
i’m so f~cked up, i’ll probably be strapped with—
i’ll probably still f~ck, alright
i might pull up with a strap on me
[verse 1]
twenty thousand dollars and some act’ on me
and i don’t smoke weed, i got a black on me
i really wanna prove a point, i wanna smack somethin’
half a m, i got a knick~knack on me
two sticks and a glock, i got a kit kat on me
you wanna go out to eat with bud? that’s my fat cousin
and he funnier than a b~tch, but he’ll smack for me
and this was way before i even had money
yeah, she pretty in the face, but got a bad structure
we just walked in blue flame, leave the tab open
every timе i see a mall, i gotta grab somethin’
but i’m only louis, gucci, balenciaga, i nevеr had nothin’
thirty ain’t work, who got a lortab for me?
i been movin’ all day like a cab service
n~gga stole the zip, we put a slab on him
but it ain’t really ’bout the pape’, i never had nothin’
you gotta hit me with that face ’cause why you got a pad on you?
like, why you pull up knowin’ d~mn well your ass bl~~dy?
hit a stripper sunday night, caught crabs monday
[interlude]
i gotta stop that sh~t, man, like, that sh~t really don’t be cool
[verse 2]
i’m out in l.a., who got a bag for me?
you ain’t really rich for real if your stash money
who got another crib? i’m tryna grab somethin’
that b~tch ass look real, that’s why i grabbed on it
but her feet was kind of big, so i passed on her
told you ’bout shootin’ with sosa, he’ll pass on you
i know some n~ggas in the feds been sittin’ so long they ass hurtin’
i know a doctor who’ll write a kid ‘script, bro, this cass purple
just know i’m bp if i upload a turtle sh~ll
he drunk so much green, they done sent him to a turtle jail
hustle, i just made a hamburger sale
your baby daddy should’ve did that, he the burger man
most n~ggas can’t even write in cursive well
he done signed the contact, this n~gga dumb as h~ll
pull up to the trenches, ask ’em, “who got a gun for sale?”
i did forty~four months ’cause i ain’t wanna tell
his lil’ ass couldn’t even do a month in jail
who got some real weed? this got another smell
i’m tired of people askin’ why my cousin tell
i hope that n~gga go to jail and don’t get none of his mail
b~tch, i’m legit, i don’t run from 12
in my trx, not a striker, i paid one~twelve
kb beat the n~gga ass, then his gun fell
mike picked it up, dropped a dozen sh~lls
i got confidence, i’ll punch in wells
they’ll give you a half of million, all blues, that’s why i f~ck with wells
i bought my cars from the dealership, i don’t f~ck with sam
like, how y’all give me forty~four months for a couple grams?
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