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Rio Da Yung OG

Give Me Lyfe

 

Give Me Lyfe

(Album: Dum N Dumbber 3 - 2021)


[RMC Mike:]
(Ooh, shit, that's a Danny G beat)
Okay, gun draw, drop back, nigga, hit him twice
Bitch

Okay, gun draw, drop back, baow, hit him twice
I'm finna pour a whole fucking pint, bring me ice
I don't like Tris, but Wockeisha give me life
SRT on everything I drive, hemi life
Press the gas once, watch me take off on a bitch
You can get a discount on your life, nigga, not a brick
He a ho, man, he won't bust a grape, he just talking shit
Made a hundred K fast as hell just talking shit
Hey, I'm the G.O.A.T., you niggas won't believe it
He laying on the ground with a hundred shells underneath him
My new bitch and my baby mama got common features
I knocked down a lot of them hoes coming out of Beecher
Burberry hat, shoes, belt, plus I got the socks
No, I would not battle you, I'm not Papa Doc
Lil' nigga playing in the mud, we got it off of rocks
Dog approached my car a lil' too fast, almost shot a cop
Hey, Ri', get your ass up and come rap with me
Backseat fucking on my ho, we in a 550
Throw you in the jungle with nothing, can you survive with me?
Hey, how much drank can I buy with like nine fifties?
Three ounces and a quarter line
I had the money on me, but I couldn't afford to buy
In Atlanta with a hundred thousand on me, looking for a Georgia pie
Bae, I'm off three Oxycontins, I'm more than high
I know I'm ugly, but all these hoes think I'm a gorgeous guy
I made a fat check off of rap snacks, come get your order now
I'm probably only nigga in my hood that got the Oregon 5s
Play with my name and I'll send you to the Lord of mines
Off-White sneakers with the spikes look like porcupines
Here, you can take your money back, you was short a dime
Drip everywhere in my room, I need to organize
Damn, I need some purple cough syrup, the Morton kind
I don't sip on that shit, I be drinking heavy
I'm finna drop another chain, got a thing for Gary
Seventy-five rounds at the bottom, just aim when you ready
He caught one to the back of his head, now his brains spaghetti
Pull off on the scene in a Tesla, it was woah, alright
Pull off on the scene in a Tesla, it was dead silent
No bullshit, I just took off on a red Viper
Bro got a thing for killing cops, he a fed finder
Bitch, all I do is smoke weed, you a med buyer

[Rio Da Yung OG:]
Bitch ass flat as hell, shit look like a wet diaper
Just got a method from 10kKev, he a vet swiper
Oh, you was looking for me? I'm at the set probably
Or riding down 9 and Dequindre in a 'Vette probably
Thirty racks, one night, I went to six parties
Big-ass nickel on my waist hurt my hip kinda
Me and Mike just got some new chains, we hit a lick Friday
Bitch can't keep her mouth closed, she suck dick probably
My bitch tryna get her body done, took her tit shopping
I seen a nigga tricking with a bitch, but he was rich probably
Me and Quonny used to flush Act', I ain't sip Quali'
Dog tryna get his buffs back, he at the gym probably
Hah, you get it?
If you see your bitch staring at me, I hit it
I was getting red thirty-five a line and I miss it
No homo, but Mike pulled up with a pint, I almost kissed it
The mailman ain't approaching my house right, I almost killed him
Nigga pulled up with some fake Percs, I'm be-livid
Yeah, I'm pissed off
He pull up with the 'bows and try to tax and got ripped off
Nowadays, five, ten thousand when I trick off
Teeth falling out one by one 'cause I sip raw
He tried to reach for the gun, blew his hip off
Hit him in his nose with the K, blew his lip off
Drinking lean, tryna watch the game
My cup damn near gone 'fore the tipoff
Hitting this rap bitch, I'm just praying to God it don't slip off
Bitch gave me the best head, she sucked my dick off
Niggas can't wait for me to slip so they can get off
They like, "Ain't he on probation?" Then Rio let the stick off
Ten minutes later
Seen him at the store, hopped out with FN and I chased him
Niggas always thinking shit sweet 'til I bake 'em
Twelve racks for my white buffs, I'll break 'em
Oh yeah, dog and 'nem still getting drop, I hate 'em
Before I popped him up with the Glock, I Maced him
After I hit him with the nine, I tased him
I would call lil' dog my son, but I ain't raise him
I was getting a hundred for a piece of dope size of a raisin
It's ironic, soon as you left the spot, it got raided
When the drink went up to three hundred a line, I paid it
Everybody saying I'm straight, but I feel like I ain't made it
Five years in the feds got me feeling kind of crazy
That's why I work, work, work, can't be feeling like I'm lazy
Me and Mike was rolling zips, you was pinching out of eighties
Your mama work at GM, I got her pension on me daily
Nigga, fuck is y'all talking 'bout, nigga?

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