My Flint Cousins lyrics
by Rio Da Yung OG
[Verse 1: Coach Joey]
I ain't dropped in a minute, n*ggas thought that I was done
I ain't gotta rap, b*tch I do this sh*t for fun
My [?] feeling like the one
You like opioides, put this perky on your tongue
[?] theme song
I gave her perk 10, she took 3, that's a blue
Dawg keep playing, we gon send him to the moon
And Imma be out the way, sippin [?] with my [?]
I'm a boss, I ain't talking to no lil n*gga
[?]
And I got so much reach that [?] n*ggas
And I got so much paper [?] n*ggas
Don't hit my line, I'll see it on the news
Crime in the D' probably post it too
[?] snoos
[?] feel a way, f*ck it, kill him too
[Verse 2: RMC Mike]
I ain't dropped in a minute, ya'll thought I was finished
I been back and forth on the road, getting a lotta spinich
[?] watch cause it complement it
[?] if the condem fit it
b*tch what your pus*y like? Bet I do your pus*y right
[?] cook them twice
[?] get me a new Glock, f*ck the booking price
Cause n*gga, you will really drown in a flood of ice
OK, I've been f*cking with the rap, not the plastic
Was the opening act, now I'm the main attraction
We done made a hundred racks [?]
If you can't tolerate the sh*t I smoke, then don't grab it
[Verse 3: Louie Ray]
Imma pull up [?] that n*gga
f*cked up, they got a couple new [?] in it
[?] we got [?]
[?] had me running to the toilet
[?] boy I'm knowing it
[?]
He tryna give me 5 for a verse [?]
Told him [?] quarter [?]
6 and a half, not 7, made a no chorus
I've been running up a rap check, [?]
[?] lean in me, that sh*t coming out my pours
Like 2 and a 20 [?]
[Verse 4: Rio Da Young OG]
Louie blowing real [?] so he coff different
Don't wanna hear no n*gga rap, if it ain't authentic
My leg hurt, plus I'm clutching Glocks, so I walk different
[?] bet he talk different
It's me, Joe, Ray and Mike
I can tell already, this some sh*t that they don't like
If my hoes bump into each other, I know they'll fight
That's why I always make one b*tch stay the night
I drink my lean fast as f*ck, I need a sippy cup
My scamming b*tch got jugs on her chest, she want a titty tuck
You lying if you said Young OG ain't f*cked the city up
Last month drinking lean alone, I f*cked a 50 up