[Intro: Rio Da Yung Og] (Check the score) This sh*t sound like a movie let's do it like that then we gone make a movie, Ray [Verse 1: Louie Ray] Okay I'm officially in traffic tryna get it in I'm officially the backbone of what it is You can push it off my flip no matter what it is I would feel wrong to eat alone, I'm tryna cut 'em in Told her "I'ma cut yo ass off if you say what again" All that slick talk I do came from dealing with the scales You can tell by the smell, yung, don't put it on the scale If you can keep at least a dime around, you'll never fail That feeling that yo hand get from shooting when you scared If a drug bust in Flint makes the news, I was there Let me cut my arms off before I ball, make it fair Rio did a million views 7 times, it ain't rare [Verse 2: Rio Da Yung Og] Just bust a nut, that's why I hate percs, I wanna fuck again Hit him in his shit, put him to sleep, somebody tuck him in The doors open up the other way, what kind of truck we in You wanna join the Ghetto Boy clique, we gotta jump you in I whooped my bitch ass then fucked her friend, I know that hurt her feelings We blowing real exotic weed, this ain't purple kenny I'll rather pay yo student loans off, I ain't a Birkin getter Ma don't drink that pop in there, I got purple in it I know it look like Alka-Seltzer, it's a perky in it Cut the crock pot on medium and drop a turkey in it You see this stick I got right here? I hit a birdy with it I poured a deuce of red up and took the thirty with it [Verse 3: Louie Ray] I ain't have my daddy in my life neither, but I ain't care I'm in the crib, laid up, the lights off like I ain't there I be careful with the FN cus the trig like a hair Rolled up 3.5 a piece, putting twins in the air Went to the Red Roof, got 2 beds, stuffed twins up in there Bro don't kill him on my porch, got my kid up in there Cooked my first zip like, "look at what I did up in there" I'll rent yo kitchen out cus I live up in there [Verse 4: Rio Da Yung Og] I cheat a lot, but if she cheat, I'm cuttin' her off, I ain't fair I drunk a deuce straight in my nigga face, I ain't share I'm too high to get on top, bitch sit on me like I'm a chair If I get snatched, I'ma keep my mouth closed, I ain't Bear It must be a nigga job to hate on me, like they gotta do it We off the lean, my bitch made me breakfast, and we got into it If I got a gun on me, then I'm tryna shoot it 20 racks in dubs, I'ma hear a thud if I lose it [Verse 5: Louie Ray] I know, I know, I know but I don't care I would've paid Ken to get my straps back, I ain't scared My bitch cheat, I'ma treat her like she dead, I ain't fair Give a fuck who I'm wit, I see some ass I'ma stare If she get pregnant, hope she fall down a million something stairs I know you sick, you think you rich, and don't nobody even care The type of nigga throw a party, only fam fam there Hit her in a quiet house, it sound like Bam Bam there [Break: Rio Da Yung Og] Damn Lou, you did that? Alright That muthafucka going crazy Alright My bitch can't even like a nigga, mm [Verse 6: Rio Da Yung Og] My bitch can't even like a nigga picture, I'm insecure 85 a gram for this dog and it isn't pure Blue tips in the FN, they got a pedicure How the fuck I take a nigga style? He dropped a CD, I didn't hear it Okay we on our 5th pop, this me and Ray My bitch ain't got no MAC on, but I beat her face Told Mike to let me see the Glock and I'ma keep the K I be preparin' for a shootout that's a week away [Verse 7: Louie Ray] I was tryna tell my bitch some shit, it took a week to say Like yea I'm finna get married for real, it's like a week away Old ass red tip shells, I forgot they bang Froze ass chain or a watch, can happen any way I was on feet, nickle on me, tryna flee away The hoe that gettin' rich, big as a penny, but I see a way We done brought every drop of lean, you can't find a tray Nigga I been chasin' chicken, look on Wally page [Verse 8: Rio Da Yung Og] Boy that is not no zazas, throw the weed away I sold a split in one day, you move a G a day Stop tryna argue with me you be coppin' hoopsies for 8 Boy don't feel me if you never played the spot for more than three days This was a watermelon crush but we turned it black Wait, what the fuck dawg just say? Bro, turn it back Fought my bitch, broke her phone, took her keys, then burnt her tracks Then I made her stuff 200 pills where her cervix at
@Gregory Shavers Jr shoutout to FLINT and GRAND RAPIDS ✅ they gone know SOON! PABLO 616 a young wave and he already got a hit under his catalog 🔥 🔥 🔥 a movie
1 Timothy 6:10 - For the love of money is the root of all evil: which while some coveted after, they have erred from the faith, and pierced themselves through with many sorrows. Matthew 6:24 - No man can serve two masters: for either he will hate the one, and love the other; or else he will hold to the one, and despise the other. Ye cannot serve God and mammon. Hebrews 13:5 - [Let your] conversation [be] without covetousness; [and be] content with such things as ye have: for he hath said, I will never leave thee, nor forsake thee.
This one ages like wine. First Flint joint I ever heard. I aint been excited about nothing else since. Rio, Louie Ray, YN Jay, RMC Mike the next generation of fire.
I'm officially in traffic tryna get it in I'm officially the backbone of what it is You can push off my flip no matter what it is I a feel wrong to eat alone, I'm tryna cut 'em in Told her "I'ma cut yo ass off if you say what again" All that sweet talk I do came from dealing with the scales You can tell by the smell, yea, don't put it on the scale If you can keep at least a dime around, you'll never fail That feeling that yo hand get from shooting when you scared If a drug bust in Flint make the news, I was there Let me cut my arms off before I ball, make it fair Rio did a million views 7 times, it ain't rare [Verse 2: Rio Da Yung Og] Just bust a nut, that's why I hate perks, I wanna f*ck again Hit him in his sh*t, put him to sleep, somebody tuck him in The doors open up the other way, what kind of truck we in You wanna join the Ghetto Boy clique, we gotta jump you in I whooped my b*tch ass then f*cked her friend, I know that hurt her feelings We blowing real exotic weed, this ain't purple kenny I rather pay yo student loans off, I ain't a Birkin getter Ma don't drink that pop in there, I got purple in it I know it look like Alka-Seltzer, it's a perky in it Cut the crock pot on medium and drop a turkey in it You see this stick I got right here? I hit a birdy with it I poured a deuce of red up and took the thirty with it
