PROFESSIONAL sh*t TALKER lyrics
by Rio Da Yung OG
[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
Drop 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 [?]
Tell my shooter better not close his eyes, don't even blink with it
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 the club, you see we in it
Naw i mеan, you see me in it
Muddy ass mountain dew, look like pee in it
Summеrtime 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 [?]
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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 [?]
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 [?]
Flash the Canon in a n*gga face I ain't taking photos
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