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indictment talk - rlsg kd lyrics

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[intro: rlsg kd]
rlsg
gang

[verse 1: rlsg kd]
ever counted out ten thousand and did the evil laugh?
junkie came in talkin’ hot, i made him take a bath
bro he said he need a play, i said, “we can go half”
back in social studies, i was really thinkin’ math

[verse 2: rio da yung og]
i can’t cook dope right now, i had to take a class (i’m tryna learn)
i got a zip of shake, i’m finna shake a half
i’m takin’ seven grams off the other one and make a half (ooh)
i’m finna whip up some sh*t that you can’t break in half
[verse 3: rlsg kd]
my brother met a fiend in the county who want breaking bad
mad him put his money in the trash in a dorito bag
said he had a house for me to trap, but he ain’t had no gas
said he got high and lost his girl ’cause he beat hеr ass

[verse 4: rio da yung og]
i left my b*tch at the mall off a six of red (d*mn)
thеn i scratched off on her and made her take a cab
i had to bend back and get the b*tch, she done made me mad
forgot i left the other ten o’s in her macy bag

[verse 5: rlsg kd]
i had to catch a play with my son, quarter in his pants
gave his ass a twenty like, “what we doin’ can’t be said”
b*tch asked for forty, gave it to her like, “that’s all i have”
everybody always want somethin’, it be makin’ me mad

[verse 6: rio da yung og]
i got some sh*t to say now, but you can’t be mad (don’t be mad at me)
i’ll stuff a baby with this dog, bro, i can’t get jammed (i can’t)
i’ll stuff an eighty in a presser you use with your hand (ooh)
you know, the one you use to turn five into ten (you know)

[verse 7: rlsg kd]
you treat these hoes like queens that used to get ran
i know a n*gga turned fiend ’cause he used his hands
i know some n*ggas out here eatin’ and they used to dance
they’ll peel your top back like they opened a can
[verse 8: rio da yung og]
i know a n*gga who’ll trade you hi*tech for thin (right now)
i almost died off some act’ and i’ll do it again (i swear)
i know a n*gga that move bricks, but he used to spin (what?)
you know a cartel connect, you can get ’em for ten (right now)

[verse 9: rlsg kd]
you gon’ pay what you owe? you alright then
stop claimin’ people that you cool with is your kin
met my fiend at the room and he smell like gin
before i got there, he had twenty, now it’s ten

[verse 10: rio da yung og]
my n*gga caught a fed case at the hometown inn (d*mn)
i got zips for a hundred, bro, that homegrown in
lil’ n*gga, what you know ’bout home ownership? (huh?)
i got a glass pint of red, i’m finna clone this b*tch (shh)
i got on vlone today, my shirt say “lonerism” (woo*ooh*ooh)
i’m in the trap by myself with a phone and a brick (do that sh*t)
i’m locked in for three days ’cause i want this sh*t (yeah)
i left on a monday morning with a four and a split (d*mn)

[verse 11: rlsg kd]
drinkin’ lean with your b*tch, yeah, this my sh*t
got my fire stick, watchin’ everybody hates chris
left cups on the table, she came back p*ssed
caught me talkin’ on the phone with hoes on some high sh*t
say she really wanna put you out, but you buy sh*t
n*ggas really out here cuffin’ hoes with a nightstick
walked out airport fresh, on my fly sh*t
you ain’t really know me that long, then you can’t buy sh*t
left my sack at the crib, i had to go back and get it
i done missed the play, lean had me p*ssin’ ten minutes
if it’s a sale in front of jail, i’ma go and get it
but if them b*tches catch me with this sh*t, i’m finished (f*ck)

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