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propane - rio da yung og lyrics

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b*tch im reloaded, give my all to this music sh*t i just devoted
he took too long to sell the bag i fell asleep on him
i know i gotta drop tomorrow but ima keep smokin
this rappin n*gga wanna beef should i put cheese on him?
or buy this track from johnboy and put a beat on him
i used to go to football practice with some weed on me
but the grass i got, you can’t put no cleets on it
i got some clean work, put yo feet on it, m,i,n, put an e on it
bro hit me to some sh*t now ion need nun
we came together b*tch now teamwork got the dream workin
i need some batteries ion think my beam workin
f*ck it ima chase him down
take the compressor off the glock ima make it loud
dawg used to have a scatpack, he in a basic now
he used to have his own crib he in a bas*m*nt now
glock with the d*ck i hit a p*ssy d*mn near made a child
i drunk a whole pint of green that sh*t laid me down
a n*gga got some real act its like a 8 around
yeah, that sh*t made me smile
i got some bowls for 19 but it ain’t that loud
he only bought a ounce of lean whats with the baby bottle?
just pour that sh*t in yo pop bro dont waste that bottle
she sucked my d*ck for so long i knocked the braces out her
used to didn’t give a f*ck bout rap but now im anxious now
i seen my rap check like d*mn you can make that out it?
lets do this sh*t a hunnid times and sign a major artist
he put a hunnid bands behind him and he ain’t that hard
d*mn, why you waste that artist?
i had to cook this sh*t myself but it ain’t that garbage
my fiend tried to get sum free but all i take is dollars
cook the zip in his favourite pot and let him scr*pe the tartar
i pulled the strap out on a b*tch and heard the taser poppin
im in here breakin down the zip you hear the razor choppin
its breakfast time i woke up sick drinkin aunt jemima
sellin spliffs out a condo we dont do vacant houses
went to church with a book on me b*tch this ain’t a bible
any b*tch’ll let me hit it raw bro that ain’t a problem
i still brought a magnum with me but this ain’t a condom, this a 357
f*ck my daddy b*tch i love the plug cause he treat me better
on my way to the doctor office for a three of techy
this n*gga keep giving me drank he s’pose to keep me healthy
i bought a eight of wock friday thats my weekend special
i know my n*gga drunk some act cause he keep on sweatin
it’s coming out his pores
i knew that was a dog head she got a lot of sores
made ten bands off gift cards we hit a lot of stores
he used to have money now he broke he got a lot of storage
drop 60 shots two times b*tch i got two 40s
drum on the chop ill up this b*tch and drop four quarters
you n*ggas droppin dimes
cuz dropped off 4:36 its like he not on time
get it?
b*tch that’s four birds
i told him pull up at 4:30 b*tch them cold words
? her then she said she ? off some cold words
f*ck around and shot my whole family, adam goldberg

- rio da yung og lyrics

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