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monster - rio da yung og lyrics

[intro]
good lookin’ ray
youngest og

[verse 1]
i’m a motherf*ckin’ goblin
say you wanna buy the whole thing, make me a offer
i’m sleepy but i wanna pour up, bring me a monster
i done drunk so much act’, i need a oscar
i just smoked another black, they gettin’ harsher
i got cataracts, so the weed help me see farther
used to be a lil’ n*gga, askin’ for dollars
now the ogs in my hood call me for quarters
i’ll probably never be sh*t, just like my father
sike, i’m lying, i might make a million ’cause i’m smarter
yo’ b*tch make my pencil pointy, she a sharpener
i just slam dunked on a b*tch, i’m vince carter
[chorus]
this a stack of old hunnid’s but i just made ’em
i might choke my ho out ’cause that b*tch crazy
i got some zips, they eleven like a sixth grader
this sh*t lockin’ up for sure, it’s a wrist breaker
lil’ bro keep hittin’ the road, he a risk taker
we on 75 south for hours, ain’t no p*ss breaks
won’t even stop to get no gas, we got a full tank
i ain’t got no money in my buckets but the full safe

[verse 2]
i mean the safe full
n*gga tried to stunt in a caprice but the paint dull
thousand pounds in a rental truck, i’m a weight puller
i got some sh*t that look like salt, but it ain’t sugar
b*tch, i’m a different breed
six hundred for a zip of this, you still pickin’ seeds
put my mask on, knock on your door, b*tch, trick or treat
my n*gga put his cut on everything, he even hit the beat
i’m on probation, i can’t smoke but i hit the weed
get it? that mean i wet the bow’s
thought he bought eleven zips of bud, but it was seven though
charge him two*twenty*five a piece and kept the extra four
i got some f*cked up ways
i’m straight on the lean, i ain’t drinking for a couple days
drop my son off at daycare, make a couple plays
i ain’t with the ku klux klan, but this a couple ks
[chorus]
this a stack of old hunnid’s but i just made ’em
i might choke my ho out ’cause that b*tch crazy
i got some zips, they eleven like a sixth grader
this sh*t lockin’ up for sure, it’s a wrist breaker
lil’ bro keep hittin’ the road, he a risk taker
we on 75 south for hours, ain’t no p*ss breaks
won’t even stop to get no gas, we got a full tank
i ain’t got no money in my buckets but the full safe

[verse 3]
this just a light five
n*gga might not ever catch me slippin’ but they might try
i hope the sh*t don’t come down to it ’cause they might die
one eye on you n*ggas, one on the money, i’m c*ck eyed

- rio da yung og lyrics

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