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yeroc – high on los rios lyrics

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big big diamonds they be all on my neck
big big watch thats a audimar piguet
n+gga wanna off me cause i’m next
lawyer want to call me i can’t even text

old b+tch acting like she entitled
singing on the d+ck like american idol
cancel my subscription i don’t f+ck with tidal
ar15 that’s a real big rifle

n+gga was my main man i hated he folded
i can rap on any beat you know i chose it
no we ain’t sleep h+ll naw we devoted
i don’t even rap on this sh+t i float it

when the liquor in my i go ballistic
pack coming in me and bandz just flipped it
weird n+ggas mad cause the way i be living
i’m related to 2 chainz b+tch i’m different

my boy tried to slime me
the opps know where to find me
my momma told me these n+ggas be grimey
fell asleep then woke up and the stars were aligning

i got a nice watch on still come in late
i was running from 12 got my ass in shape
n+gga ain’t taking sh+t off my plate
i was selling grams since i was 16
my jaw be clenching when i’m off that bean

i’m an outcast but i’m still fresh and clean
kick the cup i’m done with that lean
kick the b+tch out if she wasting my time
might put her on tape she press rewind

these n+ggas rats they been chasing crime
she like cream pies ain’t talking key lime
i think she gone f+ck she showing me signs
im gon quit rap when i run out of rhymes

imma bear in that p+ssy ain’t talking chicago
i rap with no cap my name ain’t rylo
just got high as f+ck driving on shiloh
get hit with this point they call it a hollow

these n+ggas they faking fugazi and phony
imma get rich as f+ck they gon try to clone me
ain’t signing no deal can’t n0body own me
i told my bro if he need anything just phone me

i feel like i’m the greatest
drop top coupe music loud with yo lady
i fly her out then u f+ck then i ask her where she staying?

got this n+gga scared man i hope this n+gga praying
his music ain’t bumping why the f+ck this n+gga famous

imma be the hardest n+gga out no doubt
i don’t do this sh+t with gimmicks or clout
i keep that pole on me so you know i from the south
i heard his whole squad fraud and that sh+t word of mouth

i’m a real n+gga from head to toe
that n+gga lying he ain’t serve no bows
got expensive weed and i got sh+t for the low
they be on my ig like this n+gga finna blow

he blew up with a gimmick i can’t respect that
he said he bouta try me we had to x that
how the f+ck he gang banging he ain’t even got a set
it’s normal to a n+gga i don’t even gotta flex

im a young ass n+gga with a big bankroll
his friends saw the beam and they all had froze
my hoes be laughing at em cause these n+ggas be some jokes
put my shades on i don’t need black locs

i feel like i’m the greatest
drop top coupe music loud with yo lady
i fly her out then u f+ck then i ask her where she staying?

got this n+gga scared man i hope this n+gga praying
his music ain’t bumping why the f+ck this n+gga famous

imma be the hardest n+gga out no doubt
i don’t do this sh+t with gimmicks or clout
i keep that pole on me so you know i from the south
i heard his whole squad fraud and that sh+t word of mouth

yo b+tch got that water she gon let me swim
ball out the m+th+f+ckin gym
these racks in my pocket i walk with a limp

i got all these hoes i feel like a pimp
can’t f+ck with you heard your blunts be skimp
i was up early just trappin for meals
f+ckin with ntl you gon get k!lled

do you got a scale? weigh that ounce
cheat on my b+tch when i’m out of town
i’m in the game and you out of bounds
she know after i nut it’s time to bounce

i f+ck so many hoes that i lost count
you get one night with yeroc how does that sound?
only reason you it is cause you a clown
she suck when i’m up and leave when i’m down

run in yo trap we having a field day
y’all can hate but b+tch i’m still paid
go get the load and hit the freeway
so much p+ssy she f+ckin the dj

and i can’t stop b+tch never
she think i’m in love who gon tell her?
i work with the pole i’m not a welder
tell lil bro respect yo elders

imma beat yo that p+ssy like i can’t stand cats
i’m bouta buss b+tch stand back
she threw it back i ran that
he acting hard til he get wacked

n+ggas was spoon fed for they whole life
he a b+tch he won’t fight
imma f+ck her all night
she gon fall in love with this pipe

yo b+tch got that water she gon let me swim
ball out the m+th+f+ckin gym
these racks in my pocket i walk with a limp

i got all these hoes i feel like a pimp
can’t f+ck with you heard your blunts be skimp
i was up early just trappin for meals
f+ckin with ntl you gon get k!lled

do you got a scale? weigh that ounce
cheat on my b+tch when i’m out of town
i’m in the game and you out of bounds
she know after i nut it’s time to bounce

i f+ck so many hoes that i lost count
you get one night with yeroc how does that sound?
only reason you it is cause you a clown
she suck when i’m up and leave when i’m down

- yeroc lyrics

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