rio da yung og – a goat speaking lyrics
[intro]
(marc boomin, we miss you)
it’s rio
da young og, n+gga, you know what the f+ck goin’ on
free big ghetto, boyz in this b+tch
yeah
[verse]
testers, b+tch, i really made a k!lling off it
still hustlin’, b+tch, i’m tryna make a million off it
whoever thought i could talk my sh+t and make a living off it?
hold on, i think this chicken talkin’
i’m a motherf+ckin’ og
n+gga, shut the f+ck up when a g.o.a.t. speak
tryna whip a brick, but it won’t jump ’cause the coke weak
tryna find some drank, who got the sauce? i need a four piece
b+tch, i ain’t talkin’ chicken nuggets
record labels scared to sign me ’cause i’m a pistol tucker
talkin’ ’bout a hundred thou’, what, you sniffin’ somethin’?
b+tch, i got a lean habit, i’ma need a bigger budget
made her suck d+ck for two hours ’cause her menstrual comin’
i’ll stand tall and bust my glock, i ain’t into runnin’
shoot a n+gga quick, f+ck fightin’, i ain’t into tusslin’
d+ck a b+tch down for three hours, i ain’t finna hump you
ar clip shaped like a square, but full of round bullets
tryna sell this zip of taye diggs, who need some brown sugar?
sell dope, rap, and scam, i’m an all+around hustler
i’ll shoot for iur, but i ain’t richtown b+tter
who got some glass drank?
cup dirty, when i hit the b+tch, i make the mad face
b+tch sent a paragraph, i just sent a sad face
i was still a c+cky sh+t talker before i had pape’
ayy, i need a core water
plugged in, i just bought a pint for forty+four dollars
i ain’t talkin’ liquor, boy, this sh+t gon’ make me snore harder
hard+headed, tried to stuff a five in a four bottle
that sh+t didn’t work
i don’t like to beat my b+tch up, but i be hittin’ work
i served you, you got my sloppy seconds, ’cause i hit it first
drunk my whole pop without stoppin’, and i didn’t burp
’cause i’m a lean junkie
wash my hands ‘fore i count the pape’, now it’s clean money
i need all blues, i don’t even want no green money
told my b+tch be patient and she did, she got a ring comin’
it’s time to get married
tried to k!ll an opp, he cheated death, he just ric flair+ed me
dumb and dumber, michael jeff daniels and i’m jim carrey
popped a perc’ and hit a cougar, i re+popped the b+tch cherry
this sh+t too crazy
bought a bean ’cause i drink lean, boy, i be too lazy
high as h+ll, noddin’ off and shootin’, i don’t do chasin’
drink my red straight, f+ck a pop, i don’t do chasers
this sh+t gettin’ to me
say the p+ssy good, yeah, alright, b+tch, give it to me
n+gga small as f+ck, i’m big dawg, you a midget to me
shot so many rounds out the k, i got the trigger rusty
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