Shit Talkin’

[Verse 1: Rio Da Yung OG]
Bust a brick open, I can see feathers
Bust a zip down to rocks, I'm tryna see extras
Pour that shit in one pop, I don't even measure
Get a pen and pad out I'm giving out lectures
Buy a fifty pack and don't even stretch it
We finna head down south and pass out testers
Matter fact, leave it raw,hit it as you sell it
It's best to use a compressor cause it'll lock separate
Bitch, this a yaachtmaster
He had his strap I had my strap but I shot faster
We both poured drank but my pop blacker
Hit it with the cold water, watch it lock faster
Bro had me selling dope, almost stopped rapping
You selling bricks in yo songs nigga stop capping
I asked about you and, it did not happen
I made 10 off doing features almost stopped trapping
Hoe this a Rolex
Me and my fiend was in rehab we need to go back
He having withdrawals off dog I'm having cold sweats
If you had an oldie in the hood my daddy stole that
I just relapsed, C poured up old Tech
Took a pound from a nigga he want his bow back
Hit the dog and dropped the prices on it, that's a roll back
I finna press a brick, I need a floor jack
Fuck swiping I'm OT where they smoke dope at
I sold a nigga a fake brick now I can't go back
300 grams of dog I hit it twice now it's a whole slab
I finna take this bitch on Daisy Lane where Los at
Damn near died, hitting dog with fentanyl with no mask
A nigga just walked out of JC with a bow bag
Finna smoke the whole thing, nigga no cap
Bro got on 4 chains so we riding around with 4 straps