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Wayne616 & Rio Da Yung OG
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[Intro: Rio Da Yung OG]
(It's a Wayne beat)
Ghetto Boyz shit, nigga, you know what the fuck goin' on
[Verse: Rio Da Yung OG]
Me and JR just dropped a three of Wock' in a lemonade
Found a four of Tris, poured it in a box, Minute Maid
In a Redeye, hit the gas twice, made the engine shake
Hundred shots, I'ma keep shootin' this bitch 'til the pistol break
An eight in a small pop, got a liquor taste
Nigga rolled a skinny-ass 'Wood, got a Swisher taste
I could make a fake brick right now, scissors, tape
Nigga left his plate around me and got his chicken ate
Yeah, you know I used to rob niggas
Forty racks for a watch, this bitch not tickin'
Had to tell bro chill, he wouldn't stop flickin'
Even if you see me downtown, bеst believe I got blicky
With a bad young bitch from thе D who look like Nicki
Said he got a pint for twenty-two hundred, it was kinda iffy
Countin' two hundred all blues, I done got a stiffy
Oh, you wanna buy a whole thing? Be there in a jiffy
Have it on your front porch like I'm DoorDash
Shoppin' at the set, all hundreds in my store bag
Fifty racks cash for a lawyer, went to court fast
Bro, ain't nobody tryna rob you with your poor ass
Fuck around and let thirty go, heard the floor crash
I already fucked her twice, bro, you can get your whore back
Pussy wasn't that good anyway
I could bring a hundred racks out any day
Jump out on a nigga at the light with a mini K
Foot chase, me and bro hopped out the 'Cat and went different ways
I done drunk at least an eight every day for sixty days
Add it up and guess what, nigga? I still got paid
This is not the same money, this some different pape'
I could sell the OJs for a hundred in a different state
Old-school glossy than a bitch, this some different paint
Me and JR drunk a whole pint, my liver achin'
Now I'm finna take another Perc'
I am not an artist, but I can paint the nigga shirt
Put the cash on the floor, I could make a nigga work
Even though I got the money, I'll take a nigga work
Give me that 'cause you a ho nigga
Put the play down like, "Bro, go to the store with me"
Before I knock his noodles out, pour a four with him
Hit him in his top, instant death, bro, he won't feel it
Whole pack of Newport Shorts, who want smoke with me?
I can step in the Louis store right now and blow fifty
Had to five percent the windows in the whip 'cause your ho with me
Unc' just rolled up a blue hundred and hit blow with me
I got that shit on me right now, I ain't bullshittin'
Wish a nigga try to take it, I'ma full clip him
Finna build an old-school fast as hell with dual engines
Ain't a nigga make me rich, Pro Tools did it
Yeah, nigga, I ain't sign no fuckin' deal
Tore the whole living room up tryna find a fuckin' pill
You don't supposed to speak on it when it's up for real
Seen dog had a gun on his hip, I punched him still, yeah
Y'all niggas straight hoes
I just made thirty profit off eight 'bows
Unc' can snort a whole brick, he got a great nose
What the fuck is a pair of Cartiers? I'll break those
Bitch bad, but it's too good to be true, she got eight toes
My circle ain't that big, I got eight bros
How the fuck you rollin' for a nigga and don't make pros?
Finna slide on this nigga with all Bape on
Yeah, I got my hoodie zipped up to the top
Bro got my back, so he gon' pick up what I drop
You don't gotta suck the whole dick, lick it on the top
I just drained a pint of Wock', now I'm lickin' on the top
Damn, I need some more drank
I was finna hit the bitch, but the ho stank
Finna hit a lick in a nigga crib like where the whole safe?
He had six bricks, hit it with the mix and gave bro eight
DOOR DASH was written by Rio Da Yung OG.
DOOR DASH was produced by Wayne616.