
Oz of Crack Rio Da Yung OG (Ft. Peezy)
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[Intro]
(David Wesson)
[Verse 1: Rio Da Yung OG]
I'm a Ghetto Boy, I grew up in poverty
Apply this pressure on these niggas, make 'em tired of me
In the club, smokin' hella weed with my Glock on me
Ain't no liquor, me and bro just drunk a pint of lean
Cut a nigga head off and make taco meat
Put some bread on the ham like I'm 'bout to eat
Whip a zip of hard for the fiends and swap it out for lean
Buy a brick of soft for my team, and credit card machines
Pint of red in my body, I can't really focus
I gotta press a thousand pills, it's gon' take the longest
Gotta hide this drank from my mama, she gon' make me pour it
I got a gallon in her basement, she don't even know it
I had like seven thousand on me, I ain't even show it
'Cause the ones who flash they stash really be the brokest
Crack fucked my uncle vision up, but he still smokin'
Peezy told me, "Stay focused, we got them Ms comin'"
[Chorus: Peezy]
Balenci' cost a whole ounce of crack (Uh-huh)
My bitch Chanel cost a whole pint of Act' (Woah, woah)
I fell off but I bounced right back (Yeah)
Pay attention, lil' nigga, I can teach you how to stack
I got these niggas mad 'cause I'm on, nigga (They mad)
They mad 'cause I'm on, nigga
I got these niggas mad 'cause I'm on, nigga (They mad)
Yeah, they mad 'cause we on, nigga (Ooh, shit)
(David Wesson)
[Verse 1: Rio Da Yung OG]
I'm a Ghetto Boy, I grew up in poverty
Apply this pressure on these niggas, make 'em tired of me
In the club, smokin' hella weed with my Glock on me
Ain't no liquor, me and bro just drunk a pint of lean
Cut a nigga head off and make taco meat
Put some bread on the ham like I'm 'bout to eat
Whip a zip of hard for the fiends and swap it out for lean
Buy a brick of soft for my team, and credit card machines
Pint of red in my body, I can't really focus
I gotta press a thousand pills, it's gon' take the longest
Gotta hide this drank from my mama, she gon' make me pour it
I got a gallon in her basement, she don't even know it
I had like seven thousand on me, I ain't even show it
'Cause the ones who flash they stash really be the brokest
Crack fucked my uncle vision up, but he still smokin'
Peezy told me, "Stay focused, we got them Ms comin'"
[Chorus: Peezy]
Balenci' cost a whole ounce of crack (Uh-huh)
My bitch Chanel cost a whole pint of Act' (Woah, woah)
I fell off but I bounced right back (Yeah)
Pay attention, lil' nigga, I can teach you how to stack
I got these niggas mad 'cause I'm on, nigga (They mad)
They mad 'cause I'm on, nigga
I got these niggas mad 'cause I'm on, nigga (They mad)
Yeah, they mad 'cause we on, nigga (Ooh, shit)
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