Dry Whippin’ Rio Da Yung OG

[Intro]
(Okay, KMoney)

[Chorus]
Still fuckin' with the dog, but that’s a price difference
I gotta sell it raw, I cannot mix it
If you hit it, it might turn on you, this shit bite niggas
We all gon' die, but if I use too much, they gon' die quicker
My nigga got caught with a zip and got a life sentence
Somebody talkin’ 'bout me, my eye keep twitchin'
Slangin' Fetty Wap without a scale, I think my eyes trippin'
This a zip of soft, I'm 'bout to dry whip it

[Verse 1]
Too much dog shit in my safe, I gotta clear it out
Call Ky, it's a hundred pints of green around
You probably steal when you buy a deuce, sit your cheap ass down
When I ain’t got no Hi-Tech, I be dreamin’ 'bout it
Nigga talkin’ out his neck, tie a string around it
Ghost bought a pair of— with a Visa card
We used to shop at the Valley, we go to Neimans now
I used to want a Scat Pack, I want a Demon now
Pour a six in one pop, it look like Beecher water
Phone dead, but I don't need your plug, nigga, keep your charger
You probably don't get it
My nigga snitched before he died, so I don't miss him
I do not do beef, I only like chicken
Can’t compete with rappers, this the life I'm livin'
I got scoliosis, I cannot fight niggas
I got diagnosed for a common cold, now I'm Sprite mixin'