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(Steve-O crowned this beat) (Intro: Rio Da Yung OG) Waddup Baby Zeek? Ghetto Boyz sh*t Aye I was just talking to the plug Trynna have that n***a front a Zip Then Baby Zeek called me with a 90 script Heard a n***a took yo sh*t Why you buy a blick? This a old Cat with a drum on it, and I Ride with it Riding round with the heat Cause its a cold world I love copping 200 a gram for ol’ girl I know a n***a made 200 off of EDD Rio talk sh*t so much I think his breath stink 1000 pills 200 real, but the rest fake I got a bad b*t*h she real but her breast fake Drunk all the lean tonight I wasn’t thinking bout the next day Go to the store and grab some Pinesol I’m finna meth make Bro pop ya momma up just to pop a perk And I’ll meet up with the Opps If they got some purp Shoot that n***a in thе head I need to watch it first I paid bills I ain’t never hit my mommas pursе Sippin Za bro told me that it’s what’s his name Oh yeah dawg let me smoke this n***a to the brain Yo n***a like a loose dog somebody took his chain Before I made some Ramen Noodles I was cooking caine When you was bussin zips down I was pushin’ weight Seen a n***a hop out with a I just looked away Call a n***a BM like “What you cook today”? Couple 9 pieces I could sell a whole book today I feel like my n***a Rontae I’m a misfit I seen a n***a drop a hunnid and ain’t hit sh*t I ain’t never loose with the strap b*t*h I flip sh*t This a 41 club boy you got a 36 wrist Baby wanna see the hood I shot her to the mall Call Maine pop a perk and beat her doonies down LV mascot b*t*h I’m Louis’d down Real trap n***a, I’ll still bust a cutie down Heard the fans want some food I got a lot of that Boy you a b*t*h they took yo sh*t and you bought it back? My house lookin like the ground I got a lot of crack Just counted out 50 thou’ Whose to vouch for that? If ain’t no money in your fanny pack What you got in that? One of my opps dropped a Cat And got shot in that Don’t be talking bout them blue bills I get a lot of that 100 racks in my backpack got my pocket flat N***a I’ll let you have my baby momma If you got some Act’ A n***a popped my lil brother we shot him back But the difference is we hit the n***a top He ain’t got a hat 50 racks on Wok in one month I ain’t gotta cap All white caine but the boy still brown I was just a boy sellin’ boy on the hound Lil n***a talkin’ crazy now that boy on the ground Hood getting hot now we trappin outta town She wanna f**k Rio and she wanna f**k Zeeks But here take this rental Go shoot down to Tennessee I’m a real dope fein’ Shoot my lines from the 3 And I’m a dope fiend too I just drunk A whole key (By myself too, yeah Ghetto Boyz sh*t n***a You know what the f**k goin’ on)
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