Cornball lyrics

[Intro: Rio Da Yung OG]
(Ooh, sh*t, that's a Danny G beat)
Yeah
(Danny G on the beat)
Yeah

[Verse 1: Rio Da Yung OG]
Pop a Perc', f*ck a b*tch like an animal
I'll jump out with the K actin' like Hannibal
Shootin' sh*t, y'all n*ggas ain't doin' sh*t
They like, "Rio, why'd you—" alright
They like, "Rio, why you drink so much lean?" 'Cause I'm used to it
I was drinkin' real Act', addin' juice with it
Back then, I was jumpin' out with K's, actin' loose with it
Was finna catch a body in the Fifth, but I let Ju get it
Two bodies on the Glock when I let Scoot get it
.308 hit a n*gga car, now ain't no roof in it
Eject a live round in the car and left proof in it
K got an as*h*le, I'll poot with it
I am not squarin' up, I shoot n*ggas
One day I started fightin' in the club and shot two n*ggas
One day these hoes tried to jump my b*tch, popped two women
If I still have this pop layin' around, ain't no juice in it
Walked out my b*tch crib with dog sh*t, left poop in it
I know why you got Amiris on, ain't no loot in 'em
Tight-ass pants, these n*ggas dressin' like cute b*tches
I got a pair of Jordan Craigs on with a pint of juice in 'em
The other pocket got two hundred hundreds and a small Glock
I'm sick you n*ggas droppin' two-liters, drinkin' up the pop
Last year, I walked into mass, yeah, had to punch an opp
They gave my lil' dog natural life, tried to slump a cop (1Hunnit)
[Verse 2: J1Hunnit]
The cup dirty, juice thicker than some doggy slob (sh*t thick)
I can't even pass a p*ss test or a saliva swab (f*ck)
She used to datin' cornballs, she wanna bite the cob (Corn-ass n*gga)
But she don't call me to eat her cat 'cause that's doggy job (Never)
My trap goin' in the hall of fame, I want a golden knob
I'm in a store f*ckin' up the clerk, this n*gga Silent Bob (f*ck the store up)
1Hunnit get a head tapped with a shrug and nod
Chrome Heart cross on my chest, I came praisin' God (Praise God)
Ho, you say you got some fish, I'm finna raise the rod
Oh, this ho think I'm cheap, I'm finna up a wad (b*tch)
This n*gga think he made of steel, I brought General Zod
I'll get a n*gga scalped, but I ain't Sweeney Todd
Dull-ass chain, yeah, I see you in your moisy bag (Moisannite-ass chain)
Them Lab n*ggas went and bought all the buffs Hutchy had
Shawty likin' all my pics, she wanna f*ck me bad (f*ck)
I'm in here countin' up some dog sh*t doin' a Chucky laugh
Dweeb-ass n*gga, he a Braxton P. Hartnabrig
Lil' loser-ass n*gga, dude Jason Biggs (f*ckin' loser)
I barely got time to serve, I get booked for gigs
My shooter trick on pussies, I pay for wigs (Put that sh*t up out the window, n*gga, go, hurry up)
Me and Rio lookin' like we robbed a bank, we gotta evade the pigs
Rob his G-Wagen like a tank, I exit out the lid
Mike Jones, my diamonds ice age, this sh*t from Sid (Ice age)
I'm at a private food tasting where the chef is hid
Baby tried to pat me on my back, I started burpin' squid
The soufflé tasted great, but the steak was mid
You think buyin' hoes food trickin', you a f*ckin' kid
Ain't even buy a b*tch a cheeseburger, you dweeb-ass n*gga