right now - rio da yung og lyrics
[intro]
that b*tch hard
30 pointers in the face (sh*t)
yeah, ap’s, rollies, all that sh*t
n*gga i would’ve popped out with a patek on you n*ggas (sh*t)
[verse]
i got a bussdown watch on my wrist right now (i got a bussdown watch on my wrist)
i’ll drink a whole f*ckin’ pint of the tris right now (i’ll drink a whole f*ckin’ pint of the tris)
i got 30 racks on me on slips right now (30 racks on me on blues)
i got so much money on me, make a b*tch pipe down (b*tch shut the f*ck up, don’t talk)
i got 30 pointer diamonds in the link right now (bling)
i got a whole pint of red if i wanna drink right now (sh*t we can pour a whole 8)
we at the club, b*tch tryna get beat right now (you tryna f*ck in the club?)
i ain’t tryna f*ck you right now ’cause it stink right now (b*tch you gotta take a shower first)
bag in, i can put a n*gga on his feet right now (what you need?)
brodie bag in, we might set the play and have to speed right out (go, go)
sh*t, i was finna just let the beat ride out
b*tch i’m rich, it’s $100 for my 3.5 now
in the club with a stick on me, in the booth with a stick on me
just bought a 10 milli’ with a switch on it (sh*t), i’ll knock down your big homie
i put my all in my dog and he switched on me
20 pointer diamond links, spent a brick on it
i just pulled up to the hood in some rick owens
he a light*skinned n*gga, i can put a b*tch on him (crazy, that’s easy)
i*i can put a girl on him
baby blue old school with the pearl on it (sh*t)
medellin hit for somethin’, it’s a swirl in it
i ain’t wanna f*ck, she f*cked me for that nut, she actin’ like a squirrel, don’t she
n*ggas broke as f*ck, tried to set my watch, n0body offered up (tell me why girl want it)
k*k*know i’m in the hood if you see the store open
i just bought a cup of ice cream, poured a 4 on it
slimed a n*gga out, got 10 bows, and we left him in the crib, bro why you leave the door open
i cut the plug out and clipped the cord on ’em
n*gga i be spittin’, real facts, why you snoring on me
so much water on my neck, it’s a storm on me
i’m in collins selling dope out my dormitory
would tell you ’bout this, but it’s a long story
made tizzle ride around in a longh*rn
n*ggas wearing cartier’s with the long h*rns
me and gang, back to back 3 or 4 foreigns
and we all got ’em wrapped, so you know they ours
these broke ass n*ggas don’t even own cars
i don’t wanna hear about your war story n*gga, i got my own scars
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