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tether - rio da yung og & nuez lyrics

[intro]
this rio, n*gga
ghetto boyz sh*t, you know what i’m sayin’
free the whole ghetto, yeah

[verse]
ghetto boyz sh*t
when the feds come, just be ready for that sh*t
finna bust an ap, that’s like seventy on my wrist
aim at his top, hit his sh*t, i barely ever miss
i just poured a seven of the tris
so much dog sh*t, when i die, i might go to heaven with this sh*t
i just middlemanned it, made like eleven off a brick
my whole life changed when they put that tether on my sh*t
eight hundred for a zip, this sh*t wetter than a b*tch
icy*ass wrist, this sh*t wetter than my b*tch
off*white sweater cost a zip
i just offed a fake pint, i’m finna dip
jump in the h*llcat, turn the traction off
they tried to nail lil’ bro, he let the hammer off
oh, you ain’t never sucked d*ck? well, take your panties off
it felt good with a rubber, but it’s better raw
you can sell some cut dope, but it’s better raw
we got the best work, we ain’t sell fentanyl
just took a picture with my baby mama, all you hear is, “aww”
had her suckin’ d*ck for two hours, she can’t feel her jaws
i took a plea for five years ’cause i broke the law
a n*gga disrespected chris and i broke his jaw
n*ggas thought i was gon’ fall off, but i’m standin’ tall
chop him with the ar, had a standoff in the mall
think i took too many percs, bro, i’m finna fall
dropped so many shots in the crib, we done hit the dog
i can make two hundred racks if i hit the dog
spicy sh*t, when i’m in the booth, cut the sk!llet off
drank came with my auntie name, i had to peel it off
b*tch, we got our own swag, we ain’t stealin’ y’all’s
cuban link cost a dub, pendant forty racks
sh*t talkin’, i made a genre, this important rap
i couldn’t even pay attention, i was poor at that
grew up f*cked up, aw, sh*t
grew up f*cked up, i’m like, “sh*t, the floor ain’t bad”
i just got a whole pint of wock’, i’m pourin’ half
tell your friend i want a threesome with your boring ass
two years ago, me and c was just pourin’ glass
i knew an ooh*head who buy zips, but he snorted half
walk around your crib with the glock, this a cordless strap
new crib, marble on the countertops and the floor match
my n*gga did some bullsh*t, i don’t support that
i got a n*gga say he love me, but he don’t even support my rap
in an old*school monte with the crocodile floor mats
you ain’t made no money off of rap ’cause you’re trash
yeah, i know the lil’ b*tch a ho, but the wh0re bad
redbone b*tch, she got braces, ass immaculate
and i’m not a serial k!ller, but i’m stabbin’ it
don’t come around me with your ass out, ’cause i’m grabbin’ it
before i had a dime, b*tch, i look like i was havin’ it
glock bullets stick to his top like a magnet
they hit the spot, six pints of wock’ in the cabinet
k bullet hit his windshield, i’ma shatter it
hit the car so many times, he died from a bullet fragment
thirty*two hundred for a pint, i’m grabbin’ it
i’m a team player, n*gga, i ain’t stingy, i’m passin’ it
the only reason she stopped givin’ me head, ’cause i had to p*ss
b*tch ass so fat, she walk— when she walk— huh
b*tch ass so fat, when she walk, she draggin’ it
n*gga, i was just broke, from rags to riches
fifty thousand for a chain, last year i ain’t have a necklace
that n*gga ain’t gon’ k!ll me, i’ll probably die from that asthma sh*t
lil’ b*tch fell in love with me, i ain’t have to hit it
the drank game gettin’ ugly, i’ma have to quit
[outro]
ghetto boyz sh*t, n*gga, you know what the f*ck goin’ on
southern, yeah
y’all n*ggas can’t f*ck with me, n*gga
southern giant, so i know that

- rio da yung og nuez lyrics

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