PROFESSIONAL sh*t TALKER lyrics

[Verse: Rio Da Yung OG]
I just poured a four, found a pint, then redid it, yeahhh
I just poured a four, found a pint, then redid it
Dropped a n*gga in G.R., they thought Grease did it
Hit a n*gga with the R, and leave a crease in him
b*tch pus*y was so good, I left skeet in her
Fourty dollars for a perc, [?]
Eighteen oz o' purp i don't drink liquor
Extra large hoodie on, with two heats in it
Man these R.P. thirtys two feet kickin'
Tell my shooter better not close his eyes, don't even blink with me
Tryna pick this b*tch up and beat her down, got me weak-winded
Caught a n*gga slippin' Friday night, then his week ended
Just know a million dollars in thе club, you see we in it
Naw i mean, you see me in it
Muddy ass mountain dеw, look like pee in it
Summertime on stockdale and the [?]
I ain't talking 'bout no f*cking scat pack, but Bentley [?]
Look at my closet, Dio, Chanel, big B's in it
If you see me with a pair of Jordans on, they #1350
Shot the party up with thirteen smithies
Finna grab this drink for my old head he want three sixty
sh*t for a whole eight
I don't gotta say sh*t, my name hold weight
How much your Rose Gold rope weigh?
I was sellin' twenty eight grams that's just an old yay
Just got down on the [?], sold a bowl of shake
Ass jiggling everywhere, that's how I know it's fake
I'm Harlem shaking on a bag, till my shoulder break
I got some dog strong as hell it got a vertebrate
Tizzle just passed out quick, he just drunk a Ninja Turtle eight
Dead on arrival, I murder drank
I need head on arrival when I pull up in that purple thang
b*tch, me and the Mike best duo out since Turk and Wayne
I got a bad eastside b*tch wanna go to Bora Bora
But b*tch, I'm a felon, I can't step a foot cross the border
Put twenty racks out at the store and I just bought a water
I got bored went and bought a charger, your n*gga bought a quarter
Baby, we not in the same tax bracket
Heavy ass Rio piece on got my 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 wit the weed, don't you see the logo?
Talking 'bout you putting that sh*t on, if you got on polo
Now a days n*ggas talk too much so im riding solo
I got a K with me, a pint o' eight with me, a hundred so I'm riding four-door
Flash the Canon in a n*gga face I ain't take a photo
That lil money you been bringing out i bin gave the hobos
Take a chunk out a n*gga head, when I spray the .44
Baby, this a Maserati truck, this ain't a Volvo
My b*tch f*cked a broke n*gga, but I ain't stressin
But I still Will still hit you with the Smith, I am legend
b*tch, turn the lights back off, I am naked
But I got a few things to say to you, if you got a second
Got bored with the dog should've went and bought a leopard
One n*gga got two pints, but I bought 'em separate
Flashed out on the drank plug, one day I caught him stretchin
Why the f*ck do you got K-roll syrup in your Camry
You been cuttin' me?
Woke up with a b*tch high as f*ck, like, you been f*cking me?
Hundred used to be the goal, now that ain't nothing to me
Alright b*tch, I know I smell good, but stop touching me
Dropping boddies out of foreign cars, we kill in luxury
Police thought they got a big lick, it was nothing but weed
b*tch your n*gga not rich, stop fronting to me
Eleven, twelve hundred dollars, just to get something to eat
We some rich n*ggas, if 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*cking hands on a big n*gga
I'll fight a tall n*gga, or a small n*gga
The four five that I got hit all n*ggas
[outro]
Man, yall trippin
Talm bout I ain't the goat what y'all missing
Sayin n*gga Rio broke what y'all sippin?
Y'all n*ggas ain't-
n*gga got into it wit ten n*ggas now they all missing
Took, took 'em off it-
Look, I can keep going too with the beat off
n*gga, imma go ahead and cut it cuz y'all-
Yeah, b*tch pus*y stank got my meat soft
Ooh, I'm prolly in the hood gettin' G's off
Hundred thousand dollars on me you can still buy a G of raw
G start rawin on the jeans when I'm cleaning up
n*gga I'm-
Amiris