Rio Da Yung Og - OFF-RAP (Official Video)
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00:30Bitch, when the feds grab me, I ain't look back
00:32In the Gucci store, spent six racks, didn't get a book bag
00:34Right now I'm high off a lot of drank, I just look mad
00:37That nigga ain't got dog shit, that's why he look sad
00:39Fuck around and put a apron on in my cook bag
00:41Hoes for the interception with the drink, I know Snick mad
00:44Some tellin' me to do a hook bag
00:46But I'm still in my punch bag, you know hook jab
00:48Spray, damn, they're gone on my cup, man
00:50Left in the Maybach even though I had a bus pass
00:53He went to jail and got gave one, get enough ass
00:55Heard a nigga took your cell phone, you know that look bad
00:57Don't give a fuck how much this jacket cost, I ain't puttin' it back
01:00Mike say today I missed a shot and he put it back
01:02Trish with the Quake, gun taste like glass red
01:04That night them niggas throw my jewelry, I was half dead
01:07I popped 330, drunk at eight and took a half zen
01:09Bro, I'm still paranoid, that's why I bag in
01:11Where the fuck you get that gun from, is that a MAC-10?
01:14I seen the nigga throw his life away cause he ain't had hands
01:16Ask me am I gettin' money, look at Caspen
01:18My son got on some of Mary's with a roll in him
01:21And he only seven years old, nigga
01:23I don't buy diamonds no more, I'm a gold digger
01:25Ten mil chunky, but the four five hold bigger
01:27Bitch pussy hold loose, we stuck a pole in her
01:30This all listen to my tape, I put my soul in it
01:32Tomorrow I'm wearin' slacks, I might pop out like a old nigga
01:34Bro, precise with that Glock, he a dome hitter
01:37Are you tryna talk shit? I'm the wrong nigga
01:39Hey Mike, come here real quick, bring your phone with you
01:41This white boy tryna give us ten and send a song to him
01:44I just know your phone slap, you got my old number
01:46I think like an OG, but my soul younger
01:48A thousand horses in this bitch, can't keep control of it
01:50That house in the A, hey Reed, how much you owe?
01:52Nothing
01:53Let's talk about Flint, got 24 of them
01:55Stop worryin' about what I do, I'm goin' on somethin'
01:58Twenty-nine hundred for the chrome jockey
02:00Promoters on some bullshit, let's throw our own party
02:02Crazy, I got dog shit and don't own Cardi
02:04He's hot enough to buy the Hellcat, but I don't wanna charge him
02:07My brother tryna get some drink, I don't wanna charge him
02:09Oh bro, you want a verse? Give me four thousand
02:11Who feed? Say we already feed, but finna go larger
02:14This bracelet right here was twenty-four thousand
02:16Nigga, fuck your OG, I got my own mama
02:18Three prime to five carat, make it look harder
02:21I'm finna put it on every chain, make him look hard
02:23Smash the gas in the TRX, I got a foot problem
02:25Now that nigga feasting, he needs some foot powder
02:28We ain't got no slugs in here, all bookshatter
02:30I know a nigga with some money, never took shots
02:32How the fuck I get indicted? I don't even know how to cook powder
02:36What the fuck?
02:51Subtítulos por José Miguel Pinto Escuela de Lingüística PUCE