i don't care - expen$ive & rio da yung og lyrics
[intro: rio da yung og]
(ooh, sh*t, that’s a danny g beat)
yeah
ghetto boyz sh*t, n*gga, what up, expen$ive?
(d*mn, machu, why’d you have to do ’em like that?)
alright
alright
alright
[verse 1: rio da yung og]
i’m the only n*gga in my hood with a cartier
street n*gga, drop me in the jungle, i’ll box a bear
sprite d*mn near look black, it’s a lot in there
i just poured a deuce of act’ up and put snot in there
so much ice, i can pour a muddy cup and put my watch in there
i got a handgun on my hip that’ll drop a deer
good hygiene, pearly whites, i ain’t got veneers
twenty thousand dollars all dubs, ain’t a wallet near
[verse 2: expen$ive]
i almost kidnapped my cousin ’cause his daddy rich
i told one of my hoes it’s fathers day, let my daddy hit
i got a plug with them bricks, come gеt you somethin’ to whip
my n*ggas known for wildin’ out with cannons, but we don’t know no nicks
remеmber tryin’ to get a half a ticket, i took a trip
my migo lookin’ through that peephole with four*nick on his hip
f*ck around with them scams, that sh*t done got me rich
the crazy thing i learned about it, it’s a hit or miss
b*tch, my pastor caught a body and came to preach about it
that body that you claimin’ ain’t real ’cause i can’t read about it
just f*cked a b*tch for an hour and knocked the seed up out her
i knocked the blood up out this b*tch, i mean the bleed up out her
[verse 3: rio da yung og]
d*mn, i just got the best head, she sucked the skeet up out me
i got on*hand cash, all pros, you gotta re*up probably
i ain’t tryna pull off on a n*gga, i wanna leave somebody
dog sh*t stuffed in both pockets, f*cked my knee up kinda
i f*ck raw, but i leave it up to god, so i don’t need a condom
you’ll f*ck your whole stash up tryna keep up probably
sold this beecher n*gga a zip, told him, “meet me at johnnys”
told him it was real zaz’, but it was clean biscotti
[verse 4: expen$ive]
drivin’ fast as h*ll in the snow, i got a four*by*four
took your b*tch to wendy’s and bought that ho a lil’ four*for*four
she wanna argue every day, i think this b*tch hittin’ blow
i’m eddie murphy, i’ll shoot a fat b*tch in the toe
i f*ck a b*tch real good and make her want some more
your n*gga keep takin’ extenze, but it still won’t grow
my n*gga k!lled a n*gga way before he even got through the door
gave that n*gga eleven to the chest like he was julio
[verse 5: rio da yung og]
you don’t gotta suck my d*ck, i want some coochie, though
b*tch, i ain’t future, i ain’t stickin’ nothin’ in your bootyhole
just sold a whole zip in twenty stones with coogi on
i got a fiend that spend two thousand a week, i can’t lose my phone
b*tch, point me to your n*gga so i can doo*doo on him
made so much money last year, it got me through corona
i just poured a cup of ice and poured morton on it
i drunk so much cough syrup, i need an organ donor
[verse 4: expen$ive]
i wanna f*ck reginae, lucci, don’t be mad
you ain’t the only n*gga who want lil wayne to be his dad
no, i’m playin’, i feel like kodak black, wayne, i’ll beat your ass
me and rio both got a hundred thousand, this a different bag
[outro]
(ooh, sh*t, that’s a danny g beat)
(d*mn, machu, why’d you have to do ’em like that?)
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