Correction Lyrics PROFESSIONAL SHIT TALKER by Rio Da Yung OG

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I just poured a four, found a pint, then redid it
Drop a n***a in G.R., they [?] did it
Hit a n***a with the R, and leave a crease in him
B*t*h pu**y was so good, I left skeet in her
Fourty dollars for a perc, [?]
Eighteen [?] I don't drink liquor
Extra large hoodie on, with two [?]
Man these R.P. thirtys [?]
Tell my shooter better not close his eyes, don't even blink
Tryna pick this b*t*h up and beat her down, got me weak-winded
Caught a n***a slippin Friday night, then his week ended
Just threw a million dollars in the club, you see [?]
I mean na, you see me getting it
Muddy a** mountain dew, look like pee in it
Summertime [?]
I ain't talking 'bout no f**king scat pack, [?]
You see mе with a pair of Jordans on, they thirteen fitted
Shot the party up with thirteen [?] this drink for my [?]
I don't gotta say sh*t, my namе hold weight
How much your Rose Gold [?] weigh?
old yay
A** jiggling everywhere, that's how I know it's fake
I'm Harlem shaking on a bag, till my shoulder break
I got some [?] strong as hell [?]
Just pa**ed out quick, he just drunk a Ninja Turtle [?]
Dead on arival, I murdered [?]
B*t*h, me and Mike best duo out since Turk and Wayne
Bad eastside b*t*h wanna go to Borra Borra
But b*t*h, I'm a felom, I can't step a foot cross the border
Twenty racks out at the [?] I just bought a water
bought a charger, your n***a bought a quarter
We not in the same tax bracket
back cracking
I got too much money for a pocket, Imma backpack it
I still got them hundreds that I got [[?] I'm a stack stacker
Backback boys [?], don't you see the logo?
Talking 'bout you putting that sh*t on, if you got on polo
Now a days n***as talk too much [?]
?] I ain't taking photos
That lil money you been bringing out [?]
Take a chunk out a n***a head, when I spray the four four
Baby, this a Mazerati truck, this ain't a Vo Vo
My b*t*h f**ked a broke n***a, but I ain't [?]
will hit you with the smith, I am legend
B*t*h, turn the lights back off, I ain't [?]
But I got a few things to say to you, if you got a second
should've went and bought a lepard
One n***a got two pints, but I bought them seprat
Cashed out on the drank, [?] one day I caught him stressin
Why the f**k do you got [?]
b*t*h high as f**k, like, you been f**king me?
Hundred used to be the goal, now that ain't nothing to me
b*t*h, I know I smell good, but stop touching me
Dropping boddies out of foreign cars, we kill in lugshery
B*t*h your n***a not rich, stop fronting to me
Eleven twelve hundred dollars, just to get something to eat
We some rich n***as, did you see me in the mall? I got a stick with me
If you see me in the club, got a stick with me
But I ain't scared, I'll put these motherf**king hands on a big n***a
I'll fight a tall n***a, or a small n***a
The four five that I got, [?] all n***as

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