Coolin 2 yeah shyt be cool,come out a dior store drippy like a pool,p_ssy ngga ran away cause i clutch my tool,you think out rap me you must be a fool,fcked this bad btch her second pair of lips started to drool,im mysterious take a ngga to mfng tomb yeah that ngga really went out with a boom,im a freaky azz ngga i open up her womb talk to that shyt like its my daughter she only 2.
Like a robot I was designed to kill, honestly I only did that shit for the thrill,Poppin holly Gollys nah these just some damn pills, killed a dirty nigga at the store he was trying to steal,yeah I'm ruthless I just left his body at the hill , almost got caught cause his body was starting to spill, honestly i thought it would harder to make a mill,nggas so predictable just wait to he say until,ngga do your while ill i do my fill , never underestimate me even if my name bill.
Me and my young nggas we be tweakin but we'll hit yo azz off the mother f_cking deep in,you and yo b1tch swear yall be geekin,but f_cked that hoe last weekend, should've known sum was wrong she was cheating,i told yall nggas i was the best i wont repeat it,i told half of you nggas i was a piece of shit l.
Certified shit talker big 223 on my hip ima brain popper, thought my home boy had rolex naw it said clocker, lets get to facts you are not father, caught a opp last Tuesday and he ain't show face no more,took his azz on a adventure like it was a tour,i stay clutching my heat even when im bored, yeah me and young nggas lit like a torch, while the scared as hell on the porch, rich as f_ck i just bought my daughter a Porsche, yeah like it's star warsI really came with the force,I got more power than tow like a fucking horse,glasses on like I was a fucking dork,yeah this nigga fried like sum fucking pork,nigga should have stay in his dorm cause when we came down his block we let out a storm.
I only got three minutes till i can start spittin,nggas know how i get yeah that's good riddance,sip so much wok i just started lean pissin,bad azz hoe but i know that she be in the streets trickin,big azz draco on me it'll start spitting,too many bullets hit his car got that shyt spinnin,this ain't a nail gun but shyt start pinning.too much ice on me this shyt a whole pendant,if i up my heat then guarantee im not missing, oh, oh y'all thought I was finished hell nah i fry a ngga got him looking like some Krispy chicken 🐔 stabbed him twice and watched his life replenish 🩸bad hoe came over and played with my ballz like tennis.
From the burbs like wht tht mean Mother , told me couldn't I rap !!! Im from the burbs, where we got 1 hill, The rest is flat! Hit the city, why ? Cuz I needa girl who a$$ fat! 12 flics there lights, I hit a right , then quickly zig zag ! You, you suck Hella dxck! Lil shawty need a tic tac Me , I'm cool as can be , That's why the homies call me Rad.
C-claim they omerta , get caught, N then they break the code Ya I done seen way 2 many talk game But there actions didn't show!! G-gotta problem ? Name anywhere.. Cuz we can fxckin go !!! Promise I could be straight sober Yet out of control !
Ya all Is takes is one punch from me Hop out like suprise. //Sometimes I feel like David Blaine , They way I leave em all suprised I got a friend , he a scientist, he talk like Bill Nye. Ya me I talk how i talk, n when I do, The fake cry (wahh*!) Said he gonna HA! I'm like pussy (bleep*) come try !!! I'm clocking in n out the work Punching in like overtime!
I rather buy a bunch of hash Smoke, fxck , then go crash!! Reason why these lames hate me Cuz they're fake N I don't cap! No, not emo boy baby , But my whole attire black //tho my whole outfit is black !!
Hm I just put 180 in my stash I know my haters Hella pissed Prayin, hoping, I won't last!!! Ha!! Pu$$y boy yup 2 sad!! My chick me ask me where I'm goin I just tell her , I'll be back! No can't be a slave to the system I'll look around n it's sad "G-gavin newsome where tf u at!? The city's goin mad!!" Ya from LA To Oakland, The tweakers live in the trash.. Me I live rent free, cuz I love freedom n cash Ya me I live rent free Like fxck rent! I rather buy a bunch of hash!!
Real gangster but the G for gentleman That's just how I roll. M-modern minute man I keep the iron right next to my phone! Cuz if my brothers need me Well then I'm there fosho! (Gun sound*) Pull up clear the scene Turn em all to ghost!! Man I don't get it, tell me why these dudes act like ho3s?
From the double O ha, I live a double life Lucky if u wong me once, Bet u can't do it twice Out in cali, I said fxck the law , I gotta keep my pipe. I gotta keep my pipe, like a man, I'm down to fight.
2025 feel like a hero when I'm in my town. M-mr. Ibogaine, won't say his name, But ya I know em well! Ha onna mission I feel like we key n keel Hit the post , never insure , No I just do the most. Ya vacuum Seal the work 3 times Makes sure nothing shows! Then say a prayer to the lord , Before you hit the road. Ya shawty see I live life on the edge She said "damn ur bold!*" I told her tht I see she fine , like girl You know you cold!!! I
Old-school say she want some Shh With me , it's word of mouth!! Ya when it come it that, if I'm around , They're aint never a drought! Said she want to keys to my shxt That I won't allow Didn't fall off , but I fell back N now I'm back around!!!
Smokin since 5 i was on leap year sippin to the bottom of the bottle i cant steer Smokin till i take off like light year sippin on the yahp no light beer runnin reds aint no cops here yahp in the bottle in the whip take a sip now les dip runnin through these reds like a crip Get off the streets they keep tellin me Mama i have a criminal mentality Cant stop slaying beats .. fatality Aint got much but this blunts a bud to me Mama i have a criminal mentality Cant stop killing tracks brutality Cant really stop it is insanity Yall tryna mimick my crew brodie and the homie Pull up and i show off to the niggas and they know me Niggas want beef its balogna 360 on they word like they tony tryna mimick me homie and the brodie niggas wanna show out but they dont know me reggie out the pack he a phoney
Back when i was 9 i was already making bread i also had opps that were dead. I cant believe linked with the feds im so high right now i forgot i took some meds. Tried to confront the opps but they fled i remember tj he tried to set me up now he eternally in a bed.
Blow up a block like i was a super villain now they wanna take the warning that i been telling. Sip some liquor lets get real crazy.but if i sip some more my vision might get hazy. Idk how the opps made it this far it amazes me i remember this one bitch yeah she tried to taze me. Like its basketball ima fake em i saw my opp with a new gun i had too take it.
Gotta make money aint no time this damn hoe you try to take my money yeah your face hitting the floor,i make hella cheese oh guess it's time to make sum mo, where i come from we call that shit fucking dough,
Yeah, I'm posted on the block, selling weed and dimes, Got the candy shop jumpin', money stackin' high, They fiendin' for them treats, they be comin' in lines Got 'em hooked on the candy, I ain't talkin' snacks. (Chorus) I'll take you to the candy shop, where the packs be movin' fast, Got that sweet lick for your lips, girl, I know you want that stash. I'll let you lick the wrapper, don't play no games, Just a young hustler, countin' up these chains. (Verse 2) Got the Skittles and the M&Ms, all in different flavors, Sour Patch Kids, gummies too, satisfyin' all the haters, They lined up 'round the block, just to get a taste, I'm the candy man, servin' fiends, hustlin' every day. (Bridge) Yeah, we in the trap, but we ain't trappin' crack, Just makin' moves with the candy, stackin' up these racks. From the block to the stash house, it's all about the grind, Rio da Yung OG, pushin' candy, makin' money all the time. (Chorus) I'll take you to the candy shop, where the packs be movin' fast, Got that sweet lick for your lips, girl, I know you want that stash. I'll let you lick the wrapper, don't play no games, Just a young hustler, countin' up these chains. (Outro) Yeah, we stay hustlin', flippin' candy like it's gold, Rio da Yung OG, in the game, stayin' bold. From the block to the candy shop, we runnin' this town, Makin' moves, stackin' paper, always holdin' it down.
Yeah, I'm posted on the block, selling sweets and dimes, Got the candy shop jumpin', money stackin' high, They fiendin' for them treats, they be comin' in packs, Got 'em hooked on the candy, I ain't talkin' no snacks. (Chorus) I'll take you to the candy shop, where the packs be movin' fast, Got that sweet lick for your lips, girl, I know you want that stash. I'll let you lick the wrapper, don't play no games, Just a young hustler, countin' up these chains. (Verse 2) Got the Skittles and the M&Ms, all in different flavors, Sour Patch Kids, gummies too, satisfyin' all the haters, They lined up 'round the block, just to get a taste, I'm the candy man, servin' fiends, hustlin' every day. (Bridge) Yeah, we in the trap, but we ain't trappin' crack, Just makin' moves with the candy, stackin' up these racks. From the block to the stash house, it's all about the grind, Rio da Yung OG, pushin' candy, makin' money all the time. (Chorus) I'll take you to the candy shop, where the packs be movin' fast, Got that sweet lick for your lips, girl, I know you want that stash. I'll let you lick the wrapper, don't play no games, Just a young hustler, countin' up these chains. (Outro) Yeah, we stay hustlin', flippin' candy like it's gold, Rio da Yung OG, in the game, stayin' bold. From the block to the candy shop, we runnin' this town, Makin' moves, stackin' paper, always holdin' it down.
