rio da yung og – legendary lyrics
[intro]
what up, energy? n-gga, it’s rio
legendary sh-t, n-gga
(energy beats)
[verse]
catch a n-gga slippin’ at the light, make his heart drop
cut the green beam on, make his car stop
.223’s hit his engine block and cut the car off
jump on a n-gga head off yellow xannys, call that bar hoppin’
my brain like a new car that’s in drive with no park options
make a p-ssy n-gga call reverse when the ar popping
my fiend say he want a black dog so i’m tar shopping
finna pour a six of thick red, you still par dropping
i gave you boys enough time to drop, now this sh-t over
my glock like a bad -ss lil’ kid, i put a switch on it
i broke my cousin tenth scale, i put a brick on it
my lil’ dawg on section 8, i’ll put some wick on you
they say i talk about the same sh-t, well, that’s all i know
if you ain’t blowin’ opps, keep that sh-t, bro, them all i smoke
if you ain’t spendin’ blues, keep your bread, bro, that’s all i want
four-fives, fn’s, and ar pistols all i really tote
making pros and saving cheese, that’s what i’m into
my b-tch got mad, told me to leave, b-tch, i was fin’ to
pop you in your sh-t, then tie you up after i k!ll you
i’m finna wrap this n-gga, i need an instrumental
you tryna learn some street knowledge? i’m a mentor
pop him in his knees, then fight the n-gga, he was 6’4″
your b-tch put you out the crib again, what you pay rent for?
i paid a b-tch to f-ck and she ain’t call, i need to trick more
ayy, i got a drug problem
ten on me now, i’m just at home depot rug shopping
my b-tch a cna, i gave her five to go scrub shopping
i smoke a quarter pound a day, bro, my lungs throbbing
meet the plug, take everything while his son watching
swear to god i ain’t stick that n-gga up, my gun robbed him
n-ggas wanna beef? i’m all for it, let’s get these guns popping
when n-ggas started shooting up cribs, they took the fun out it
ayy, that sh-t lame as h-ll
if you snitch and still don’t beat your case, i hope you stay in jail
hittin’ this b-tch, her son keep interrupting, that sh-t g-y as h-ll
i robbed his -ss soon as she went to sleep, i got a game for sale
no job with jewelry on, hustlin’, lookin’ flame as h-ll
might as well write on your forehead, “i got cocaine for sale”
ayy, that sh-t dumb as f-ck
i bought some drank and took a cap-full, my tongue numbing up
you booming, every time you sell a quarter, put a hundred up
two-point-five million streams a month, look like i’m coming up
paranoid, i sh-t-bagged a n-gga, f-cked his stomach up
oh, his car was right next to mine? thought he was runnin’ up
they ask me who gon’ run the city next, sh-t, mike the runner-up
school let out, we slid for three months, we shot the summer up
ayy, i hope you understand me
you the type of n-gga shoot up cribs, you must don’t love your family
man, my mama mama keep some drank, d-mn, i love my granny
my b-tch’ll hit you with the d-ck, she a f-ckin’ tranny
[outro]
yeah, n-gga, my b-tch got a 40 with a d-ck on it, n-gga
she’ll hit you with that b-tch, too, n-gga
you better listen to this sh-t
lil’ dumb -ss n-gga
boys, n-gga, you know what’s goin’ on
this our year, n-gga
matter fact, this our world, n-gga, it’s over
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