Opioid Nuk (Ft. Rio Da Yung OG)
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[Intro]
(Enrgy made this one)
[Verse 1: Nuk]
You wasn't takin' trips, boy, I started with a nickel, here
Real trap nigga, up three birdies 'bout a fiscal year
Only takin' trips, you could say I'm on my tourist flow
Mob tie, my plug get signs like he a horoscope
Hit the plug for three hundred grams and got eighty free
Touch down, I keep the bag secure just like ADT
Petty fiends can't afford me
Got my bitch cookin', she gon' step like a sorority
[Verse 2: Rio Da Yung OG]
I'm finna swoop down right now, I'm on Evergreen
I ain't worried 'bout them lil' niggas, they uncle scared of me
Don't call Berner lookin' for no 'bows, I got better weed
My bitch think she got me to herself, but she sharin' me
Don't hit me up talkin' 'bout no brick, I only sell to fiends
I ain't no rat, but I'll run through your trap for that cheddar cheese
A hundred pack, twenty for a brick, plug from Lebanese
OxyContin, fentanyl, cocaine, methamphetamines
[Verse 3: Nuk]
They don't sell no loads, they burner phones, they don't never ring
Just heated up the bag, I got some pit that you ain't never seen
I got fiends used to shoot the dog, they only snort now
My fiend show me fiends in every town like he a tour guide
Oxymorphone, shit, I probably sold 'bout every bean
Wholesale, but I triple profit off of every fiend
I been in the pharm' all week, that's what they don't record
Sell about a thousand every week, they call me opioid
(Enrgy made this one)
[Verse 1: Nuk]
You wasn't takin' trips, boy, I started with a nickel, here
Real trap nigga, up three birdies 'bout a fiscal year
Only takin' trips, you could say I'm on my tourist flow
Mob tie, my plug get signs like he a horoscope
Hit the plug for three hundred grams and got eighty free
Touch down, I keep the bag secure just like ADT
Petty fiends can't afford me
Got my bitch cookin', she gon' step like a sorority
[Verse 2: Rio Da Yung OG]
I'm finna swoop down right now, I'm on Evergreen
I ain't worried 'bout them lil' niggas, they uncle scared of me
Don't call Berner lookin' for no 'bows, I got better weed
My bitch think she got me to herself, but she sharin' me
Don't hit me up talkin' 'bout no brick, I only sell to fiends
I ain't no rat, but I'll run through your trap for that cheddar cheese
A hundred pack, twenty for a brick, plug from Lebanese
OxyContin, fentanyl, cocaine, methamphetamines
[Verse 3: Nuk]
They don't sell no loads, they burner phones, they don't never ring
Just heated up the bag, I got some pit that you ain't never seen
I got fiends used to shoot the dog, they only snort now
My fiend show me fiends in every town like he a tour guide
Oxymorphone, shit, I probably sold 'bout every bean
Wholesale, but I triple profit off of every fiend
I been in the pharm' all week, that's what they don't record
Sell about a thousand every week, they call me opioid
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