Too Official lyrics

by

Li Rye


[Chorus]
Them n*ggas know we on they ass, that's why they not outside
Damn, Maya, damn, Maya, why these f*ck n*ggas hidin'?
They must heard through the wind that we already slidin'
Long live Reckless, n*gga
Long live Reckless, n*gga
I heard he reppin' off my dog, go and check that n*gga
He disrespectful with this sh*t, first he stretch that n*gga
I heard God tell me to go kill a b*tch, I just blessed that n*gga

[Verse 1]
I wet his ass up like a pool or somethin'
He ain't know I was finna snake him, damn, you must thought we was cool or somethin'
I know you f*ck with the opps, must think I'm a fool or somethin'
Tryna triple cross mе, I'ma hit him with a switch
He was flexin' for his ho, so he diеd in front the b*tch
He was flexin' for that ho, so I killed him in front that b*tch
I did some sh*t she won't forget, rrah, hit him with a stick
f*ck I look like tuckin' my blick? pus*y n*gga
Better have them n*ggas with you
Make my lil' brothers come get you
And they too official
Blow your ass down just like a whistle
Way she deepthroated my di*k, I can't lie, that lil' sh*t tickle
Make her gag on it, gag on it like a f*ckin' pickle
I drop bags on 'em, bags on 'em, make his mama miss 'em
Put that tool up on his ass, but this ain't the one that's gon' fix him
Send my b*tch, then use her for the bait, turn the killer to a victim
Found out where he stay, hit his sh*t up, made his landlord a victim
My Glock be on some freaky sh*t, keep sayin' that he can't wait to lick him
This is not no robbery, Red, we finna murder when I say I stick him
Up, on this Perc', don't give a f*ck
All my n*ggas slidin' out trucks
Like a chicken, I get him plucked, ahh
[Chorus]
Them n*ggas know we on they ass, that's why they not outside
Damn, Maya, damn, Maya, why these f*ck n*ggas hidin'?
They must heard through the wind that we already slidin'
Long live Reckless, n*gga
Long live Reckless, n*gga
I heard he reppin' off my dog, go and check that n*gga
He disrespectful with this sh*t, first he stretch that n*gga
I heard God tell me to go kill a b*tch, I just blessed that n*gga

[Verse 2]
Ooh, you hear how the beat sound?
Step on his ass with both of my feet when I walk him down
They block was jumpin' 'fore we started beefin', now it's a ghost town
Ahh, that's how a G.O.A.T. sound
Boom-boom-boom-baow, sh*t, that's how a ho sound
Before his ass got poled down
Upped the blick, whack a b*tch, went to roll down
Poppin' Perkies, these b*tches feel like uppers, I ain't slow down
I ain't slowin' down
Droppin' back, you know I run my town
Makin' n*ggas' mamas cry
Like Pat Mahomes, I'm throwin' bullets 'round
Just tryna whack a clown
They know I'm throwed and f*cked up in the head
Make a stepper stand down
Sent my shadow b*tch, went for the sh*t
No PS5, b*tch, we ain't playin' 'round
Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh?
Too many Percs up in my body got me violent
When I'm sober, all I think about is slidin'
I'm mad as f*ck, all these pus*y n*ggas hidin'
Tried to spin, got hit up with his friend, his stupid ass tried it
Always knew I was meant for this sh*t like some f*ckin' Trident
I gotta turn my vibe off, don't stop it
I see your finger
Just let me rap about these pus*y n*ggas
Ain't got no motion, they move in place like some action figures
Perc' di*k, I'm nuttin' quick, just suck that di*k like a Popsicle
b*tch just got his ass popped quicker
Popped a pus*y n*gga just like a f*ckin' pimple
Left a hole up in his face just like a f*ckin' dimple
If you drop the lo' and just let us kill you, sh*t could be so simple
And when you die, that ho you lovin' on, know I'm gon' di*k her
I gotta di*k her, know I gotta hit her
Ridin' through my city clutchin' switches with all my hitters
n*gga say he got money, still get him whacked for six figures
For sixty thousand, I could knock off 'bout six n*ggas
Ain't gotta pay, just off the love, all my young n*ggas gon' pull that trigger
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