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[Intro: Rio Da Yung OG]
Yeah, it's Rio, n*gga
What up, Kapone? (I got so much Enrgy)

[Verse 1: Rio Da Yung OG]
I been lookin' for the blood like I'm in CSI
Hi-Tech, I'm tryna buy a pint, I'll pay seventy-five
I just drunk an eight straight, yeah, I'm fairly high
Shot him in his sh*t, he braindead, n*gga barely died
I be gettin' high as planes, but I'm scared to fly
Young dog out here livin' reckless, not a care for life
The plug blessed me on the work with a scary price
Can't get enough of your love, I feel like Barry White

[Verse 2: AK Bandamont]
sh*t, that was a [?]
You get your chain snatched at every show, you need to quit rappin'
Finna load these bitcoins up, I need a dump after
f*ck around and bust before I f*ck, b*tch, I f*ck backwards
Came around my mom with dog sh*t on me and she done smacked me
Throw a clean 'fit on and pop a n*gga, b*tch, this gun fashion
I'll pull up on a n*gga in a McLaren
Hit his zip with ten, made it fifty, I done Ric Flair'd him

[Verse 3: Rio Da Yung OG]
I think I knocked the dope up, I hit it every night
In San Francisco 'bout to catch this play, b*tch, I'm Jerry Rice
Tryna scrap, I quickly pulled out strap like I'm scared to fight
Shot a n*gga with a twenty-five, I hit him seven times
Made his stupid ass crap like a pair of dice
Jumped in the game and eat this sh*t alive, I'm a parasite
Four-five Glock, caught him in the store, had to spare his life
Then I stretched him on the side like a pair of Mikes
[Verse 4: AK Bandamont]
sh*t, me and Ri, this sh*t legendary
I came up on them scripts and gave them pills to Kerry
He got dyslexia, ran in his crib and brung them pills to carry
She put my AK in her name, I'm finna marry her
One night, I hit three hoes, I feel like Hugh Hefner
I flip three P's a week in my sleep, b*tch, I ain't stressin'
I made two bands off my cousin servin' fake Techy
The ho done told my main b*tch we f*ckin', b*tches stay wreckin'

[Verse 5: Rio Da Yung OG]
You wanna f*ck, just call, b*tch, I hate textin'
Her pus*y wet, I popped a Percocet and bust in eight seconds
My fiend hit a line of crystal meth and start break dancin'
I charged him twelve hundred a zip and sold him Cake Batter
Man, I hate actors
But I just hit the scene drinkin' Act', bro, I ain't an actor
Gucci shoes cost your rent, they got a snake pattern
Just did a B&E with my fiend, he a safe cracker

[Verse 6: AK Bandamont]
b*tch, call the ambulance
Go dig your lil' brother up, I'm on some savage sh*t
I used to be an analyst, but now I manage sh*t
I over-stuff the stick, but drop the n*gga before I jam the clip
All that loose talk on the 'net will get your cabbage split
Got hella cut sh*t in my stash, look like a bag of grits
Showed pops 'bout the new dope game and got my daddy rich
You had your pops play middleman and got your daddy killed
[Verse 7: Rio Da Yung OG]
He pulled up in a CTS and got his Caddy flipped
I pulled up in an SRT and made a tranny slip
If I get pulled over with the drank, this my granny sh*t
Made her stuff eleven hundred pills 'cause her panties big

[Verse 8: AK Bandamont]
b*tch, call this cocaine music
You gon' take dope fiends out the hood, they gon' remain users
I don't really like the Daytona, but, b*tch, the paint stupid
I'm finna slide on you shortly, [?] user