Fishscale lyrics

[Verse 1: Louie Ray]
OK I'm playing with that fish scale
OK I'm probably getting pus*y, hear a b*tch yell
Original nature boy, they call me Rick Flair
Took her on a shopping spree, she tryna pick hair
OK the streets dry as f*ck, ain't find it anywhere
I might catch the coochie cool if it ain't no kitty hair
Imma cruise through slow, I'm in a wheelchair
Been holdin' it down since 8 o'clock, they like "You still here?"
Been tryna get my house together, cause I live here
Might get involved in a shootout, cause it get real here
Damn damn I f*cked up dawg, no I didn't
What's the prices on them yeah yeahs? n*ggas know I spend it
Serving action after 12 o'clock I still do deliver
Pistol in my hand though, ready to kill me a n*gga

[Verse 2: Rio Da Young OG]
Alright Lou, I got my verse ready
Rich n*gga, b*tch I go to sleep in Burberry
Jim just sold his cousin all the drink, almost hurt Jerry
At Golden Sun buyin' ice tryna give a Perc' to Gary
Hundred milligrams of Oxy' got my nose itchin'
I pop Viagra before I had sex, I had my hoes trippin'
Conversation with an ugly b*tch, like "Bae your toes pretty"
When Empire sent that check, I blew the whole fifty
[Verse 3: RMC Mike]
Mike what you want for a verse? 47 50
Love my Glocks, but I just cleared the block with eleven Smitty's
I got a dollar, looking for a dime, I can't except the penny
Unc' high as hell on Perc' 30s and wrecked the Bentley
Make a thousand sales out the trap then burn it down to ashes
Obligated to hit every drug, I'm learning up to cash
Know she wanna f*ck, the b*tch stuck her tongue out the fastest
Really looking for some glad drank, I burnt out on plastic