Belly lyrics

[Verse 1: Rio Da Yung OG]
You just gave your mans up, now you paranoid
I just turned the grams up, now I'm selling boy
The lactose wasn't doin' the fiends right, now I use steroids
Just paid eleven hundred for some Wock', but it smell like Morton
This Vlone ain't in stock, but I wear it like Jordan
Hit the dog two times last night, it fell in the morning
Sold it all that night, I couldn't even catch sales in the morning
Brodie walked me to the car with Drac', you could tell I'm important
b*tch, this a D&G t-shirt
Amiri jeans hit me for a half a zip of clean work
I don't like you, I'ma tax you, then give you a weak verse
These Flint hoes want P, they gotta go through me first
Seven pints put up, that's just a week's worth
I won't sell a line, I'ma drink it till my teeth hurt
I only bust my strap on New Year's to make sure the heat work
Chilling in the trap with a brick, make sure the heat work

[Verse 2: Peezy]
Gettin' my di*k sucked by your b*tch, I had to pee first
Finna drink a whole f*cking brick, I gotta eat first
Brodie 'nem just called a split, I gotta see first
Charge a n*gga ten for a feature, play the beat first
I just paid a QP of reefer for my T-shirt
sh*t that I got on, you ain't seen it, it came to me first
n*gga play with me, we get even, ain't no remorse
Kill one of you n*ggas and hide out in B-more
Really 'bout this sh*t we be speaking, do your research
Get some clean work and step on it 'til my feet hurt
Never falling off 'bout no b*tches, I'm a P first
Most of these n*ggas only tough through the keyboard
I just poured an eight with my n*ggas in a cream soda
Drink the whole pop and lay down, then I lean over
I just bought a new assault rifle with a beam on it
I got twenty racks on me now, you can see it poking
I just cracked the seal on a pint, I'ma leave it open
Drink this whole b*tch in a night, it ain't gon' see the morning
Sell a thousand R's in a night, but they the oranges
Ghetto Boyz running this b*tch, and you can't beat or join us