What up, Sav? (Ooh, Sav killed it)
It's Rio
Boyz in this bitch, nigga, yeah, yeah
I'm 'bout to cook a whole brick, it's gon' take a day
I just drunk a whole pint, it got me gainin' weight
My nigga called me with an eight, he just made my day
Ain't nobody give us shit, we paved a way
Throw a hundred shots at your whip, bet I graze your face
Hollow tips comin' quick, I'll tape your fade
Bust a nigga head open with some Ace of Spade
I'm finna bust a bitch open, I need a razorblade
Tryna go to war with us, better play it safe
I put a hundred in the K and dropped eighty-eight
I got a fifty strip on me, I'ma just play the safe
Oh, they just sent the wire payment? Time to play the bank
Yeah, I'm in a different baggage
He thought he bought a ball of Runtz, that's a different package
I had a show on Conan Street, I sold a brick in Mandys
I just drunk a four straight, I think my liver damaged
Then I poured an eight of Wock', I need a kidney transplant
Had to put a play together, now my niggas havin'
Heard the bricks twenty-two in Dallas like Jimmy Jackson
Caught an opp at the intersection, he got killed in traffic
I cracked a joke, a nigga smiled and got killed for laughin'
The other nigga tried to run and I peeled his cabbage
My nigga charged me two hundred a line, he real for taxin'
I would've did the same thing if I still had glass red
I'm 'bout to cook a whole brick, it's gon' take a day
I just drunk a whole pint, it got me gainin' weight
My nigga called me with an eight, he just made my day
Ain't nobody give us shit, we paved a way
Throw a hundred shots at your whip, bet I graze your face
Hollow tips comin' quick, I'll tape your fade
Bust a nigga head open with some Ace of Spade
I'm finna bust a bitch open, I need a razor blade
Hit a grown nigga far away with a baby Drac'
Somebody shoot me to the South, gotta make a play
Baby, you can't get no money from me, don't make that face
Power-brake the Scat' on 8 Mile in front of Ace of Spades
Damn, I need another tire
Knock a nigga brains out, it look like jambaliyah
I threw some water on his shirt, he had a fuckin' wire
Bought a zip of soft for eight hundred and let my uncle try it
He said it's straight drop
I knew the shit had to be good, I seen his face drop
It's seventy-five on the strap, but he dropped eight shots
I knew somebody got hit, I heard the K stop
I'm 'bout to cook a whole brick, it's gon' take a day
I just drunk a whole pint, it got me gainin' weight
My nigga called me with an eight, he just made my day
Ain't nobody give us shit, we paved a way
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