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A Goat Speaking - Rio Da Yung Og

A Goat Speaking

Rio Da Yung Og

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Lyric

It's Rio

Da Young OG, nigga, you know what the fuck goin' on

Free Big Ghetto, Boyz in this bitch

Yeah

Testers, bitch, I really made a killing off it

Still hustlin', bitch, I'm tryna make a million off it

Whoever thought I could talk my shit and make a living off it?

Hold on, I think this chicken talkin'

I'm a motherfuckin' OG

Nigga, shut the fuck up when a G.O.A.T. speak

Tryna whip a brick, but it won't jump 'cause the coke weak

Tryna find some drank, who got the sauce? I need a four piece

Bitch, I ain't talkin' chicken nuggets

Record labels scared to sign me 'cause I'm a pistol tucker

Talkin' 'bout a hundred thou', what, you sniffin' somethin'?

Bitch, I got a lean habit, I'ma need a bigger budget

Made her suck dick for two hours 'cause her menstrual comin'

I'll stand tall and bust my Glock, I ain't into runnin'

Shoot a nigga quick, fuck fightin', I ain't into tusslin'

Dick a bitch down for three hours, I ain't finna hump you

AR clip shaped like a square, but full of round bullets

Tryna sell this zip of Taye Diggs, who need some brown sugar?

Sell dope, rap, and scam, I'm an all-around hustler

I'll shoot for IUR, but I ain't Richtown Butter

Who got some glass drank?

Cup dirty, when I hit the bitch, I make the mad face

Bitch sent a paragraph, I just sent a sad face

I was still a cocky shit talker before I had pape'

Ayy, I need a CORE water

Plugged in, I just bought a pint for forty-four dollars

I ain't talkin' liquor, boy, this shit gon' make me snore harder

Hard-headed, tried to stuff a five in a four bottle

That shit didn't work

I don't like to beat my bitch up, but I be hittin' work

I served you, you got my sloppy seconds, 'cause I hit it first

Drunk my whole pop without stoppin', and I didn't burp

'Cause I'm a lean junkie

Wash my hands 'fore I count the pape', now it's clean money

I need all blues, I don't even want no green money

Told my bitch be patient and she did, she got a ring comin'

It's time to get married

Tried to kill an opp, he cheated death, he just Ric Flair-ed me

Dumb and Dumber, Michael Jeff Daniels and I'm Jim Carrey

Popped a Perc' and hit a cougar, I re-popped the bitch cherry

This shit too crazy

Bought a bean 'cause I drink lean, boy, I be too lazy

High as hell, noddin' off and shootin', I don't do chasin'

Drink my red straight, fuck a pop, I don't do chasers

This shit gettin' to me

Say the pussy good, yeah, alright, bitch, give it to me

Nigga small as fuck, I'm big dawg, you a midget to me

Shot so many rounds out the K, I got the trigger rusty

- It's already the end -