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li rye – too official lyrics

[chorus]
them n+ggas know we on they ass, that’s why they not outside
d+mn, maya, d+mn, maya, why these f+ck n+ggas hidin’?
they must heard through the wind that we already slidin’
long live reckless, n+gga
long live reckless, n+gga
i heard he reppin’ off my dog, go and check that n+gga
he disrespectful with this sh+t, first he stretch that n+gga
i heard god tell me to go k!ll a b+tch, i just blessed that n+gga

[verse 1]
i wet his ass up like a pool or somethin’
he ain’t know i was finna snake him, d+mn, you must thought we was cool or somethin’
i know you f+ck with the opps, must think i’m a fool or somethin’
tryna triple cross mе, i’ma hit him with a switch
he was flexin’ for his ho, so he diеd in front the b+tch
he was flexin’ for that ho, so i k!lled him in front that b+tch
i did some sh+t she won’t forget, rrah, hit him with a stick
f+ck i look like tuckin’ my bl!ck? p+ssy n+gga
better have them n+ggas with you
make my lil’ brothers come get you
and they too official
blow your ass down just like a whistle
way she deepthroated my d+ck, i can’t lie, that lil’ sh+t tickle
make her gag on it, gag on it like a f+ckin’ pickle
i drop bags on ’em, bags on ’em, make his mama miss ’em
put that tool up on his ass, but this ain’t the one that’s gon’ fix him
send my b+tch, then use her for the bait, turn the k!ller to a victim
found out where he stay, hit his sh+t up, made his landlord a victim
my glock be on some freaky sh+t, keep sayin’ that he can’t wait to l!ck him
this is not no robbery, red, we finna murder when i say i stick him
up, on this perc’, don’t give a f+ck
all my n+ggas slidin’ out trucks
like a chicken, i get him plucked, ahh
[chorus]
them n+ggas know we on they ass, that’s why they not outside
d+mn, maya, d+mn, maya, why these f+ck n+ggas hidin’?
they must heard through the wind that we already slidin’
long live reckless, n+gga
long live reckless, n+gga
i heard he reppin’ off my dog, go and check that n+gga
he disrespectful with this sh+t, first he stretch that n+gga
i heard god tell me to go k!ll a b+tch, i just blessed that n+gga

[verse 2]
ooh, you hear how the beat sound?
step on his ass with both of my feet when i walk him down
they block was jumpin’ ‘fore we started beefin’, now it’s a ghost town
ahh, that’s how a g.o.a.t. sound
boom+boom+boom+baow, sh+t, that’s how a ho sound
before his ass got poled down
upped the bl!ck, whack a b+tch, went to roll down
poppin’ perkies, these b+tches feel like uppers, i ain’t slow down
i ain’t slowin’ down
droppin’ back, you know i run my town
makin’ n+ggas’ mamas cry
like pat mahomes, i’m throwin’ bullets ’round
just tryna whack a clown
they know i’m throwed and f+cked up in the head
make a stepper stand down
sent my shadow b+tch, went for the sh+t
no ps5, b+tch, we ain’t playin’ ’round
huh? huh? huh? huh? huh? huh? huh?
too many percs up in my body got me violent
when i’m sober, all i think about is slidin’
i’m mad as f+ck, all these p+ssy n+ggas hidin’
tried to spin, got hit up with his friend, his stupid ass tried it
always knew i was meant for this sh+t like some f+ckin’ trident
i gotta turn my vibe off, don’t stop it
i see your finger
just let me rap about these p+ssy n+ggas
ain’t got no motion, they move in place like some action figures
perc’ d+ck, i’m nuttin’ quick, just suck that d+ck like a popsicle
b+tch just got his ass popped quicker
popped a p+ssy n+gga just like a f+ckin’ pimple
left a hole up in his face just like a f+ckin’ dimple
if you drop the lo’ and just let us k!ll you, sh+t could be so simple
and when you die, that ho you lovin’ on, know i’m gon’ d+ck her
i gotta d+ck her, know i gotta hit her
ridin’ through my city clutchin’ switches with all my hitters
n+gga say he got money, still get him whacked for six figures
for sixty thousand, i could knock off ’bout six n+ggas
ain’t gotta pay, just off the love, all my young n+ggas gon’ pull that trigger

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