Rino Hercules lyrics

[Intro]
Lil' Rino
(Swi-Swishrr beats)
It's all double R, bird business
Two phones in the place, and I'm motherf*ckin' good, yeah
Brrr

[Chorus]
I'm like Rino Hercules ridin' in that Phantom
I'm in that f*ckin' bag, throwin' cash at dancers
God, forgive me, please, dirt in my Fanta
I'm a high profile-ass n*gga, can't be around randoms
Give a f*ck what you mad about, when I call, you answer
And my money at max amount, I can get you cancelled
Still got some sh*t I gotta handle in Atlanta
b*tch, give me yo' phone, I don't do no camera (Ooh-oh)
Diamonds shinin' two-tone, glowin' like a lantern (Ooh-oh)
Let's take these drugs and go to Saturn (Ooh-woah)

[Verse 1]
You deserve it, b*tch, you above yo' avеrage (Ooh)
Yeah, put that Phantom on the road, cuttin' through traffic (Ooh)
Lеft LV prints on the pedal soon as I stabbed it (Ooh)
Pick six on the Range, let shawty grab it (Ooh)
Brother blitz sh*t in the rain and he ain't taxin' (Ooh)
Unless they nit-pick at his brain, got his ass laggin' (Ooh)
Me and my gang goin' insane while n*ggas chattin' (Ooh)
Pull up in a new thang, Bruce Wayne, straight from the flagship (Ooh)
She ain't do sh*t for you, man, that's a shame, for me she gon' backflip (Ooh)
Ooh (Ooh)
If I put my boys in the car you know they complete they task, yeah (Ooh)
Yeah, I pull off in that supercharge, yeah, fast gear (Ooh)
Everything I do and my clan do, it be top tier (Ooh)
[Chorus]
I'm like Rino Hercules ridin' in that Phantom (Ridin' that Phantom, ridin' that Phantom)
I'm in that f*ckin' bag, throwin' cash at dancers (Cash at dancers, cash at dancers)
God, forgive me, please, dirt in my Fanta (Dirt in my Fanta, dirt in my Fanta)
I'm a high profile-ass n*gga, can't be around randoms (Be around randoms, be around randoms)
Give a f*ck what you mad about, when I call, you answer (When I call you answer, ooh-oh)
And my money at max amount, I can get you cancelled (Cancelled, ooh-oh)
Still got some sh*t I gotta handle in Atlanta
b*tch, give me yo' phone, I don't do no camera
Diamonds shinin' two-tone, glowin' like a lantern
Let's take these drugs and go to Saturn (Uh, woo)

[Verse 2]
I hop in my bag, them n*ggas call me a bast*rd
I ain't wavin' white flags, you know I'm keepin' my plastic
Had them n*ggas through your bag, you know that sh*t turn out tragic
Let's take half of this blues, split that b*tch like a fraction
Let my chain swing and dance like a f*ckin' Jackson
And I pop out in all black like Mike Blackson (Like Mike Blackson)
I'll have your shawty in the back of the Rolls just relaxin'

[Outro]
Mafia