[Intro: Rio Da Yung OG]
Okay
Okay (Rio)
Okay
What you doin'? What you?
[Chorus: Rio Da Yung OG]
In my granny kitchen, half a brick, 'bout to cut it up
Scoop at thirty hangin' out the stick case you runnin' up
Lock me in the booth for twelve months, watch me run it up
Twenty-thirty thousand every week, guess I'm comin' up
Shoot the micro K sideways, watch me get lethal
They popped my lil' bro, we smoked they mama tryna get even
Eight hundred fifty blue hundreds, damn, what that shit equal?
Killing off them lil' blue circle boys, what up my nigga Sequel?
[Verse 1: JusJayR]
Middle man when I hit her phone, she cannot ignore, it's on the floor
I can hit you with the Draco through thе door (Right)
Louis bag three thousand, bitch, this ain't no Michael Kors (Right, it ain't)
This some shit you can't afford, I hit the road likе I'm on tour
810, I'm in the city, hit the gas and do the race
And I don't feel out of place, I'm on prosper, built the case
Don't be cautious 'round my way, shrimp and lobster on the plate
[?] get to singin' with that Drac', I'm a mobster with that K (Fah)
[Chorus: Rio Da Yung OG]
In my granny kitchen, half a brick, 'bout to cut it up
Scoop at thirty hangin' out the stick case you runnin' up
Lock me in the booth for twelve months, watch me run it up
Twenty-thirty thousand every week, guess I'm comin' up
Shoot the micro K sideways, watch me get lethal
They popped my lil' bro, we smoked they mama tryna get even
Eight hundred fifty blue hundreds, what that shit equal?
Killing off them lil' blue circle boys, what up my nigga Sequel?
[Verse 2: Rio Da Yung OG]
Niggas lookin' for the brick plug, well, I just seen him
AR pistol with the purple tips, you can't get diesel
Turned the FN into a fully, this [?]
Jump on a slap on Saginaw, hit the gas twice, now I'm on Big Beaver
It's me, JayR, and Velly Beretta
When y'all was hip rollin', I was walkin' through the valley with Berettas
Skydweller twenty-one thousand 'fore you add the bezel
I guarantee you gon' get addicted if you grab a tester
Boy, you dead if I press that green button
Niggas dyin' with they guns on 'em, so they carryin' them for nothin'
We go dig 'em up and burn 'em, so they buried 'em for nothin'
Fuck your wife and take her whole check, so you married her for nothin'
Nigga
[Chorus: Rio Da Yung OG]
In my granny kitchen, half a brick, 'bout to cut it up
Scoop at thirty hangin' out the stick case you runnin' up
Lock me in the booth for twelve months, watch me run it up
Twenty-thirty thousand every week, guess I'm comin' up
Shoot the micro K sideways, watch me get lethal
They popped my lil' bro, we smoked they mama tryna get even (Uh-oh)
Eight hundred fifty blue hundreds, what that shit equal?
Killing off them lil' blue circle boys, what up my nigga Sequel?
[Verse 3: Velly Beretta]
Super solid, ain't never been on no frail shit (Uh-uh)
My niggas know if I get caught, I ain't gon' tell shit (I ain't tell)
Dolce Gabbana on my body, bitch, I smell rich (Bitch)
Unemployment got me lookin' like I sell bricks (Bitch)
Or lookin' like I'm on my freelance
Boy, you dumb as fuck if you ain't get none of them free bands
I ain't get my stimulus, they sent it to my BM
And long as I keep payin' from the court, bitch, I'm a free man
Lay a nigga down just so he can know how we land
Goin' superhuman on this bitch, I want my heat, man (Yeah)
And hit with Rio 'nem, you know I gotta talk shit
They thought I was a rapper, I'm a gangster that can talk slick
[Verse 4: RMC Mike]
Kel-Tec with the 40 in the hands, ridin' with two extra clips
Brodie pulled McLaren up in the hood, I told him, "Let it rip"
Two hundred a line, me and bro bought a six, then dropped eleven quick
Five-SeveN hit his thigh bone, he got a severed hip
Two hundred thou' in cash, we spent it fast and went and made it back
Gave a thirty ball to my bitch, she had a paper tag
The Glock ain't work, we spinned the block again and brought the caker back
Leave a skinny bitch with me six months, I bet I make her fat
The bag in, but I won't send it off until I see that pape'
I seen a fiend rob another fiend when we was in LA
Damn, my gun ain't lingerin' no more once we pass the border
The plug told me give him another week, I got a massive order
[Outro]
Real, for real
