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lirik lagu playing roles – rio da yung og & expen$ive

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[verse: expen$ive & rio da yung og]
i almost od’ed on stage, b*tch, i’m franky liman
you put too much pressure on me, you gon make a diamond
my n*gga got some high tech, he want eighty five
he put too much pressure on me, he done made me buy
pop a n*gga, turn into steve urkel, like, did i do that?
i’d rather gamble with your life, b*tch, i don’t shoot crabs
take the grams out a zip, he want his ball back
this ain’t boys in the hood, rio don’t feel bad
this ain’t menis to society, but i’m cane
straight drop, put me in the pot, pull out a whole thing
last year i was f*cked up, look how my life changed
serving fish, got me up in chickеn, i’m frying things
[?] in this b*tch like carissa sheelds
like the bottom of thе pint, now this b*tch back seeled
my n*gga pulled up unannounced, and almost got k!lled
high off juice, paranoid like [?] when he shot steal
i just bought myself some fendy, got it off the [?]
crazy thing about it, i couldn’t [?] don’t even sell [?]
focused on tryna make her cum, i’m on aderall
i’m finna have this b*tch running, like she just seen a dog
i just ordered big b’s off the cadalogue
i think my n*gga telling on me, i ain’t mad at dawg
since he like running his lips, imma sn*tch ’em off
you say you plug, where the zips? i grab ’em all
b*tch i’m [?] i shoot guns, i quit basketball
these n*ggas can’t get close to me, i’m [?]
i’m in flint, but the weed i got from south central
i erase you with this led, but it’s not pensal
selling dope and toating guns, i got kicked out of central
[?] she made [?]
shot a n*gga posted up, i was on my [?]
i ain’t even mean to do it, but i was f*cking livid
and my uncle called my phone, told me chill out
i press zero, i be like, man, what you calling ’bout?
man i took your b*tch out of town, we went to waffle house
she thought i was finna spend some money, man, she dumb as f*ck
run it up, i be getting money, i be getting big bucks
i like hoes that got long hair, and [?] stuck up
man, stop bragging ’bout that bag, shut the f*ck up
i’m ’bout to drink this duse of red, and roll [?] up
first you gotta stay down, before you come up
i knock your ass out, [?] put that gun up
and i don’t like to chase n*ggas, i got flat feet
you clap when your n*ggas winning, b*tch, i clap heat
you like to shoot up cars, [?] back seat
[?] doing one fourty down the back street
switched to my new b*tch, that’s my e.v.e
that’s my rough rider, she do anything for me
disrespectful n*gga, i’m 50 cent, n*gga, you papoose
i be telling real stories, you n*ggas dr. seuss
last time i ran from a n*gga, i was playing duck duck goose
get in the stu, and f*ck the mic up, like f*ck the booth
pour some green with your b*tch, and make her get loose
twenty rocks fat as h*ll, look like a chipped tooth
poke a n*gga up with this poker, he look like a flute
got this b*tch all embarrassed, cause her p*ssy [?]
skat pack [?] wet as h*ll, look like p*ssy juice
eightteen hundred for some [?] it look like cookie too
you know imma keep spinning money, like i’m tazz
cause i ran to that money quick, like i was flash
tryna [?] with this b*tch, i’m finna do the dash
but this car cost so much, i won’t f*cking crash
itching off this perc, motherf*cker, i think i got a rash
man this wood so strong, i don’t wanna pass
never caught a football, but i be thinking fast
b*tch thought she was on my mind, i was thinking cash
f*ck a gun, put that b*tch down, i’ll beat your ass
i’m not [?] i been drinking glass
i’m high as f*ck, eating serial and sh*t
she swallo everything now, i’m scared of your b*tch
bro got some mean [?] beware that sh*t
n*gga say he want war with me, i’m declaring that sh*t

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