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rio da yung og - booked summer كلمات أغنية

[intro]
(my n_gga lee, i think we got another one)
i just drunk a pint of tris, feel it in my bladder (sonny digital)
b_tch got cheeks, i’ma smash her
b_tch tried to leave on me, had to grab her

[verse]
call me michael myers, i’ll stab her
five thousand for a peli coat with the rabbit fur
why you lookin’ in the ashtray? you a scavenger
me and mike slid out his b_tch car, it was an avenger
the lil’ dodge dude
yeah, i know your pops, i know moms too, i was hittin’ that
like lil’ n_gga, when you was in diapers, i was sippin’ act’
you couldn’t even grab a knife and i could get a strap
told my b_tch, “i’m goin’ to the feds, so go get a strap”
basically what i’m sayin’, you gay ’til i’m gettin’ back
’til i get back, this a six_pack
i don’t really like thе shoes, this a rick hat
walked in the gucci storе, spent a knick_knack
walked out with one bag, what you get, jack?
this the one y’all kept askin’ me, “where you get that? how you get that?”
b_tch, i was gone a month, how you get cracked in thirty days?
you would take a pint, drink it thirty ways
you n_ggas pour half in lines
he just told a lil’ b_tch he dropped half a dime, call him five cent
n_gga, f_ck your kids ’cause mine’s rich
when i come and think about it, they say ike snitched, that sh_t in his veins
i really don’t trust n_ggas who be hittin’ ‘caine
i think i’m finna stop rappin’, this sh_t gettin’ lame
’cause these n_ggas ain’t rappin’, they don’t feel the same
these n_ggas think sh_t a game
they was lookin’ to the left, we came a different way
n_gga jumped on his car with a whole drac’
hit him twice, took off his whole face
n_gga, they shoot ubers up, so don’t ride share
i kinda love atlanta, wanna die here
they let me out december 11th, this my year
still talkin’ wet, go get a dryer
when i mix tris with the quaegen i get higher
n_gga, i’m independent, i’m with empire
your friend kinda ugly, but my friend like her
she look like she smoke meth like a d_mn biker
i done poured a four of act’ in a can spriter
f_ck around, spent forty racks at can_am spyder
i don’t even drive it
i leave my jewelry layin’ out, i don’t even hide it, i got insurance on it
bud said he grew the weed, but it’s curin’ sunday
hop on a b_tch with the pump, call me bugs bunny
my son don’t want no toys, he just love money
he got a hundred racks on him, okay, lil’ money
and i ain’t talkin’ ’bout the sh_t they took from me
when can’t n0body get drank, i find snook number
i’m finna pop another perc’, make me look dumber
this n_gga talkin’ ’bout a show, i gotta booked summer
i got a dog walk her ass, but f_ck summer
talkin’ ’bout she don’t listen to the detroit music
i’m from flint, but b_tches in detroit do it
no a days i don’t say sh_t, i just point to ’em
i ain’t sign to empire, we did a joint venture
ayy, he thought it was a gram, it was a point_six_er
my white boy that get drank look like pointdexter
since he actin’ like a buffalo, clap his h_rns together
this new ‘za sh_t cool, i like corns better
bae, she got some good p_ssy, but yours wetter
i just had to inform you
f_ck the rain, outside we’ll storm too
i heard they payin’ seventy_five for the orange dude
’cause they can’t press ’em
i make a hundred racks a day, n_gga, i ain’t stressin’
wasn’t no dope in the crib, they found nine weapons and like five switches
just know i’d really love you if i cried to you
aunty don’t do fentanyl, all b_tter

- rio da yung og

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