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rio da yung og - accidental shit talking (intro) lyrics

[intro]
(ooh, sav k!lled it)
yeah, what up, sav?
ghetto boyz sh+t, n+gga
hey

[verse]
i’m a big homie, you a spot worker
b+tch, that’s a thousand pills in you, better stop twerkin’
peezy called me and said rap and i just stopped workin’
my old b+tch left me scarred, but it did not hurt me
nope, that sh+t turned me to a beast
hit the spot, hustled for three weeks, and i did not sleep
i got another gun on me, you must did not peep
’cause your dumb ass had audacity to try to rob me
made it out the trenches, baby, i’m an odd+beater
you be drinkin’ green lean, so your nine cheaper
i’ma hit the booth every day ’til my job complete
don’t wanna pay that fee? well, go to them n+ggas down the street
i was sellin’ real weed back in high school
had the whole building smokin’, that’s a high school
when you in my dopehouse, you got five rules
don’t snitch, sniff, shoot, fall asleep, and you can’t lie too
diesel called me with some red, i’m ’bout to fly to him
if i stack them twenties up, they like 5’2″
don’t give a f+ck about that draco, you can die shootin’ it
broke my heart when i dropped that pint, k!llers cry too
you heard what the f+ck i said, i don’t repeat myself
i don’t look up to n0body, wanna be myself
if you asked me five years ago where i see myself
would’ve told you in a dopehouse puttin’ g’s on scales
yeah, now my life did a three+sixty
without a deal, i made three+fifty, you signed a three+sixty
i ain’t stingy, it’s enough food for you to eat with me
hate when i help a n+gga out and he compete with me
d+mn, that sh+t unacceptable
hit him with the fin, if he survive, he a vegetable
okay, i f+ck you seventeen times, what that neck could do?
you jumped back in the streets and then told, i can’t respect you
kids d+mn near havin’ seizures, they see me in person
n+gga, f+ck some benihanas, you might see me at church’s
them n+ggas tried to jump me, now they leavin’ in he+rs+s
tryna cook a whole brick with that same pot you used to deep fry turkey
yeah, hey, you n+ggas ham sandwich
karate chop a whole brick, i’m a gram master
i might pull up to the hood in a grand national
dog knocked so many fiends out, it’s a grand champion
n+gga

- rio da yung og lyrics

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