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louie ray, rio da yung og & rmc mike - recession proof كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: rio da yung og]
jump in the supercharged challenger and fly past
all this wock’ got me movin’ slow, but i drive fast
made a mistake and told a b_tch i love her with my high ass
i be pourin’ all my lean in one pop, i’m tryna die fast
drinkin’ act’ out my mama titty, i’m a ghetto baby
thirty_three hangin’ off the glizzy, leave his dreads untangled
flash on the glock, bust a b_tch, i take the best angles
the rap sh_t slowed up for a week, i bought a rectangle

[verse 2: rmc mike]
n_gga, don’t talk about that bag unless it tripled
i don’t give a f_ck about your p_ssy, i need dental
tryna take a field trip, i just need a rental
young bag man, i’ll let you know when i send it
you got a plug on that one sh_t, then what’s thе ticket?
run up a fifty ball, then drop ten on a pеndant
yeah, i’m ghetto boyz for life, but i’m still independent
i can’t stop drinkin’ lean, i think i need an intervention
[verse 3: louie ray]
okay, the way that i been blowin’ through the pape’, i’m tryna fall off
fin don’t leave holes in his head, it knock it all off
i ain’t even into sellin’ weed, but what the ‘bows cost?
i ain’t even tryna add the numbers that the clothes cost
big face, ridin’ widebody, n_gga, swole jaws
i been goin’ in her nuts_deep, i got swole b_lls
i be on the phone with a fiend when the hoes call
in the same spot as last week, still got the clothes on
came with a wave, i need one of face chains on
they done started up some n_ggas they cannot contain, though
i was probably really f_cked up, i never played broke
they know we ’bout to wiggle through the game, this ain’t a game, though

[verse 4: rio da yung og]
was finna rob the n_gga, joc told me don’t worry about it
seen an opp take his kids to school and caught an early body
sprayed the car, two people got k!lled, the other two at hurley probably
it’s a ghost gun, don’t know the caliber, it’s a 40 probably
i’m in revive, finna f_ck a dime up
bought the rollie plain, bust it down and f_ck the time up
ain’t n0body give me sh_t, i had to grind up
hundred shots on this sks, i gotta wind it up

[verse 5: rmc mike]
smokin’ b_tterfingers on my way to a dub
i’m a real hustler, i be makin’ plays in the club
you boys broke, y’all can’t even make it rain in the club
fully auto switch, i don’t even aim when i bust
shot him with a drum, it stop a train or a bus
we ain’t pop overnight, that sh_t came from above
i could’ve took the school route, i’d rather hang with the thugs
i’m a ghetto rich n_gga, i drag my chain through the mud
[verse 6: louie ray]
i was finna smoke a n_gga top, was in a hurry ’bout it
i ain’t even have my shoes on, but when that slide stop me?
i can get into it with myself, i bet you i shot me
i ain’t really waitin’ on n0body, n_gga, i got me
‘fore you settle down and sell packs, you gotta find zombies
brought some rolls in the strip club, n_gga, i robbed me
she was f_ckin’ up the government, we called her aunt kwame
i been feelin’ real recession proof, n_gga, yo gotti

- louie ray rio da yung og rmc mike

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