Rylo Rod lyrics

[Intro]
(Chris, you idiot, look at what you did)
(Ike, this sh*t crazy)

[Chorus]
You shouldn't be in panic, you got blood ties with me (Got blood ties with me)
Dolo, I'm outside, but still my gun ridin' with me (Still my gun ridin' with me)
All my tears dried, I seen somebody mind drippin' (Somebody mind drippin')
Late on my replies, I got too high, my mind kind of drifted (My mind kind of drifted)
And it's crazy I couldn't be there when he died, that sh*t so wicked (When he died, that sh*t so wicked)
Everybody passed right after, leave from 'round me, I'm not gifted (From 'round me, I'm not gifted)
My head above, but it feel like I'm drownin', am I swimmin'? (I'm drownin', am I swimmin'?)
Rest up to all of my guys, I miss thеm times we used to kick it (Timеs we used to kick it)

[Verse]
He ain't got no car, walked on his feet, this his fourth time in it
My mind wrapped around the calls, that effect sh*t is pendin'
Bro just want blood across his across pavement, spellin' out words like Disney
I'ma pin his tail like birthday parties, twirl until my dizzy
He tried meth, the needle, vomit, the rush, it became addictive
He stay on FaceTime with his opps, it's like he playin' the middle (He playin' the middle)
That sh*t just cold, you know your opp who shot, don't play a victim (Don't play a victim)
Them growner b*tches bolder now, they know I'm nothin' that little (Uh-uh)
He inside the club with stick on side, but he don't got no ID (Don't got no ID)
n*gga he young as f*ck, but he high off drugs, thirteen lookin' twenty-three
Tip-toein' around the lines, damn, I'm dead if I use my feet (I use my feet)
Eatin' ribs with steak with family members, cuz 'nem chopped the beef (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
He a shooter and rapper, go to school to clap, in my hood, he's a trophy (He stay in school)
He ridin' Scat with a 'Wood and strap tryna slide, he got no motion (He tryna slide)
My gun don't never jam on me, you would think I'm feedin' it lotion (It don't jam)
He talk that sh*t, gave him ten P's, look like he barely want it
His car right there, stay behind two whips, lookin' like we barely on him (We on him)
He make this right, swerve through that lane and stop, this man's a goner
Thirty-five to four, we done caught two more, now I'm feelin' like Adrien Broner (Adrien Broner)
Thick b*tches happy to be around, tryna push down on my boner
I could barely speak my words and sh*t, I'ma call this "Rylo Rod" (This "Rylo Rod")
He don't wanna be a part of the Kia clan no more, he signed to Dodge (He signed to Dodge)
This b*tch in heat, can't sit this on no street, gotta see a garage (We ridin' straight)
Puttin' all my opps into one blunt, my 'Wood tryna make collages (Tryna make collages)
Grab Mary Jane, drop Y's and swing, look like I'm Peter Parker (Look like I'm Peter Parker)
My jewelry hang, this sh*t say, "Gang," b*tch, you see my sh*t sparkle (b*tch, you see my sh*t sparkle)
Reach for my chain, he's a dead man, your car gon' need a parkin' (Gon' need a parkin')
I'm tryna speak to my dog in code, finna change my to Marcus
I'm dead this all go wrong 'cause I can't switch
DND my phone, everybody leave me 'lone, I'm with my b*tch (I'm with my b*tch)
Death of the seed, bro, I just wanna do what my father did (Do what my father did)
I'm votin' kick her out, why I'm bein' my father kid? (Yeah)
You only came around because my mouth and heart too big ('Cause my heart too big)
He lay on sh*t like scarves around a B-A-D b*tch wig (Yeah)
We clap sh*t up through cards, this Drac' don' T-A-P his head (His head)
I'm damn near touchin' Mars, all of them Percs I took kicked in, uh
[Chorus]
You shouldn't be in panic, you got blood ties with me (Blood ties with me)
Dolo, I'm outside, but still my gun ridin' with me (Still my gun ridin' with me)
All my tears dried, I seen somebody mind drippin' (Somebody mind drippin')
Late on my replies, I got too high, my mind kind of drifted (My mind kind of drifted)
And it's crazy I couldn't be there when he died, that sh*t so wicked (That sh*t phony, uh)
Everybody passed right after, leave from 'round me, I'm not gifted
My head above, but it feel like I'm drownin', am I swimmin'? (Drownin', am I swimmin'?)
Rest up to all of my guys, I miss them times we used to kick it (We used to kick it)