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me style - rio da yung og lyrics

[intro]
(ooh, sav k!lled it)
what up, sav? ghetto boyz sh*t
alright

[verse]
b*tch, stuff these pills in you and shoot to the 10
if you make it back safe, we can do it again
if i pop a n*gga up and he survive, i’ma shoot him again
last year, i— alright, alright
last year, i dropped a tape and lost my mind, i’ma lose it again
went broke and told myself i’ll never wear gucci again
now i’m dripped down in fashion, in louis vuit*ten
d*mn, i mean louis vuitton
bought a draco, forty shots on it, why would i shoot [?]
[?] pint, now i got an eight left, i drunk a deuce two times
my hitman hit blow, so you dead if he oohed a line
whip out big strap in the club like, “n*gga, move around”
found an opp walkin’ out that b*tch, my shooter blew him down
i ain’t talkin’ ’bout no minute maid, it’s some juice around
my baby mama own evеrything, but her coochie mine
had a pint of rеd since i was six, it turned dookie brown
built an empire off sellin’ cookie, i’m lucious lyon
saw on empire and bought a brick, what i’ma do with nine?
n*gga said he made me run, that’s a stupid lie
even if he caught me slippin’, i can’t run, my shoes untied
‘fore i run from a n*gga, i’ll run for president
i got my gun on me, n*gga, i ain’t finna wrestle sh*t
[?] with lou, and he let me buy an extra six
if i ain’t had no rap money, i’d probably be sellin’ bricks
’cause i know the real plug and he showed me love
ain’t let sh*t go from my past, n*gga, i can hold a grudge
skub up the stick, then i hit him with a shoulder shrug
gotta be up d*mn near half a mil’ if we shoulder rub
that mean i only stand around bosses
makin’ sh*t happen, n*gga, you just standin’ ’round talkin’
i dropped one song and made d*mn near eighty grand off it
i got a brick of coke, i don’t think a baby ass softer
my opp dropped a scat’, i might drop eighty in this charger
quanny told me when he die, put a 380 in his coffin
i need some cough syrup, doc, ’cause lately, i been coughin’
i’ll sell my last brick for ninety if you make me that offer
[outro]
n*gga, ghetto boyz sh*t, n*gga
free the whole ghetto
this ain’t a freestyle, n*gga, this a me*style
y’all n*ggas can’t f*ck with me, n*gga
810 sh*t, 313 sh*t
ghetto boyz sh*t
free the whole ghetto
rest in peace to the whole ghetto
you know what i’m sayin’?
yeah, we just gon’ name this one me*style, ’cause this ain’t a freestyle
n*gga, this my style, bruh
sh*t

- rio da yung og lyrics

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