LA to the D 3zzy & Rio Da Yung OG

[Intro: Rio Da Yung OG]
(Ooh, Sav killed it)
Ghetto Boyz shit, nigga, what up, 3zzy?
You know what the fuck goin' on
From LA to the D, nigga
We gon' really get this shit in
Yeah, my— yeah, we droppin' shit too, nigga
We gettin' money too, though, alright

[Verse 1: Rio Da Yung OG]
On 6 Mile, finna bust a quarter brick down
Ridin' through the hood with three guns and twenty-six thousand
Bitch said some dumb shit out her mouth, slapped the spit out it
Middlemanned a nine piece of soft and took a zip out it
Twenty-two hundred for my pants, I got a drip problem
I been totin' guns since I was twelve, I got a hip problem
They like, "Rio, what you make off features?" Probably six dollars
And DistroKid sent three hundred racks, I made an M probably

[Verse 2: 3zzy]
I'm like Rio, all bad hoеs to the front, weak hoes to thе back
Petty, ain't no cap, step on these, I'ma overreact
Mask off, hawk a nigga down, let him know that it's that
I'm really him, I ain't that type of nigga you smoke in a pack
That big bitch'll put you in the ground where gophers is at
Current load, I sent it to your bitch, niggas know where we at
Ain't no lack, they like 3zzy3 really known for the strap
Don't blow a bag, you bitch niggas is only just known for the cap