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imported - rio da yung og lyrics

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you not gon’ find a flaw in my diamonds (my n*gga lee, i think we got another one)
he still bumpin’ “legendary,” say it’s timeless
where the time went?
told a b*tch i love her on some high sh*t
we just sittin’ here, starin’ at each other on some dry sh*t
you sayin’ i ain’t rich? well, look at my wrist
this a new watch, this a new glock
i swear to god i’m goin’ out like tupac
just cut a n*gga drank with the wook wock’
i got too much money for a safe and a shoe box, i got real numbers
i had the b*tch leakin’ i’m a real plumber
you do some sh*t today, you gettin’ k!lled sunday
he don’t die on god’s day, thеn they gon’ spin monday
they gon’ spin tuesday, thеy gon’ spin wednesday
they gon’ keep f*ckin’ spinnin’ ’til they get dizzy
he got a hundred rounds on that b*tch, he wanna get busy
he ask me what i want for a show, i told him six fifty
’cause i don’t f*ck with them, n*gga, come up with it
shoot him in his hand and make a n*gga roll the blunt with it
shoot him in his head, i know he dead ’cause he got stiff
all i got is quay’, wock’ and act’, i don’t got tris
i got some old drank, the b*tch toe stank
n*gga got on moissanite, so his clothes fake
i f*ck around and cleared out the whole bank like a robbery
ain’t a n*gga on this earth can say he shot at me
i bet everybody get quiet when the chopper speak
you ate the b*tch p*ssy, we went out to eat
he was bleedin’ from the p*ssy when they k!lled him, he got shot in heat
i got a hundred songs i’m about to leak
f*ck the flint township police and rip dominique, that was bobo brother
i got an eighty*thousand dollar watch, i did promo for it
she always come back, that’s my yo*yo woman
why the f*ck you got a gun and won’t blow your b*tton?
why the f*ck do everybody think i owe them somethin’?
i was just in your backseat and you didn’t throw me nothin’
you wonder how yachty gave the police somethin’
my n*gga tried to pull off, then the police slumped him
when it’s gaffle on the floor, you get smoked in public
i just seen a rattlesnake, i don’t wanna touch it
my n*gga took the rattle off and put it in his stomach
put a gun to his head and make him drink bleach
how ’bout i went to la for a weekend, i didn’t see a beach
i was scram scr*pin’, i was gaffle bakin’
that n*gga sweeter than a cake, we gon’ have to bake him
i ain’t the only one you f*ck, you better not ask for nathan
oh, you got the wrong number if you ain’t ask for nathan
i wanna livestream and drink a pint of act’ with adin
my lil’ b*tch went to ross, she just graduated
richest n*gga out the fam, somebody had to make it
i got twelve racks on me, trying to grab some quagen
but before i buy the pints, i’ma have to taste them, let me pour a deuce
you better cuff the b*tch if she ever went to court with you
she ain’t miss a court date or a phone call?
if she did miss it, make that b*tch climb a long wall
if i don’t know nothin’ else, boy, i’m gon’ ball
and if i don’t know sh*t after that, i won’t fall, that’s all i know
i only want some cookie, bro, that’s all i smoke, real 41
just in case i get a bond, i went to court with money
my n*gga got a lil’ blazer, i brought to portland from him
d*mn, i mean i bought the blazer from him, he was in portland
if you ever seen me talkin’ to a mexican, it was important
you’ll never get this shirt, this b*tch was imported

- rio da yung og lyrics

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