In Da Country lyrics

[Intro: oym]
What's good, GeeohhS
What?
Go

[Verse 1: oym]
I done f*cked up so many racks up, this sh*t ridiculous (Racks)
I done seen so much sh*t going city-city (Woah)
I be posting by myself cause the streets tricky (Tricky)
They gon' blick the n*gga down 'cause he ain't fifty (Blick)
Everytime I send a box, I know the sh*t risky (Huh?)
When I hit my first M, I ain't tryna hear it (Nah)
We ain't leaving out the street, talking' 'bout n*ggas clear it
Broke n*gga iced up, but he riding Spirit (What?)
All the opps keep losing, got the b*tches cheering (Damn)
This according to the card, not an M driver (Skrrt)
When the bullets get to flying, watch where you sighted
VS1 diamonds hittin', where them b*tch biting, damn
Yeah, them b*tches hittin'
I got my firе in my pocket, watch where you sittin'
Timе is money, so I'm staring at the clock ticking
She can take the codeine when we get to kissing, damn (Codeine)
Let me kiss my cup (Kiss my cup)
b*tch, you f*cked the whole gang, no, you can't hit my blunt
Get a n*gga head chopped for a bag of runtz
I don't want no b*tch around if that ain't fun (Nah)
[Verse 2: Dctrill]
These n*ggas talking crazy (Huh?)
She don't want no flunky n*gga, she want the drank baby
I teleport place to place just like Rick and Morty
He ain't really got no bag, that's just another story
[?], it's been there since my younger ages (Yeah)
Different b*tch everyday just like Trading Places
Whips, whips, whips, just like bad grazes
I walk around with a F, aim it in ya faces
Big boss playa, I'm so smooth pillow operator
I'm in a new school, popular like the class mayor
Always over n*ggas, sh*t, I guess I never understood
Ain't no grabba in this country-ass town, I'm finna smoke a wood