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Artiste : Rio Da Yung OG
Titre : In Da Bay
Ghetto Boys shit, nigga, you know what the fuck goin´ on, nigga, free the whole ghetto (Ooh, Sav killed it)
Yeah, alright

I´m in the Bay, tryna buy a hundred pounds of weed
Two hundred on the alright
I´m in the Bay, tryna buy a hundred pounds of weed
Two hundred clips on the K, don´t look out for me
Where the hoes at? You know I got the coochie scouts with me
You know the drank called me, I jumped out the plane and I found the P
Whole pint of Wock´ for forty-eight hundred
I want the whole pint right now, you know that ain´t nothin´
All I gotta do is move my lips, I can make money
How the fuck is Actavis gone? I found an eight Sunday
And the crazy part, I only paid eight hundred
You look like the type of nigga middleman a brick, don´t make nothin´

Drum on the Glock, I´m tryna shake somethin´
.223s coming out the chop, I´ll break somethin´
Cousin died on the first day of the week, now I hate Mondays
You ain´t making shit off the flip, you a fake hustler
Tell the record labels I need two or three mill´ or somethin´
´Cause if they ain´t got it, shit, I´ll be making drug deals or somethin´
My lil´ nigga died off Percs, so I´m sellin´ fake pills this summer
Lil baby got a baby bump, but I´m still gon´ hump her
Push a pregnant bitch cervix back
What the fuck is that, Par? I never heard of that
Right hip under the Gucci belt, that´s where the burner at

Tryna find the best weed, so I just flew out to where Berner at
Stop hatin´ on my left wrist, I worked hard for that
I still got my first chain, I sold hard for that
Mike dropped a kit in eight months, he so hard for that
Baby Ghost still at Home Depot where the gift cards at
So if he pop up with a watch, he did fraud for that
Fucked my bitch, then fucked her sis, I´m a dog for that
Mike hit me up, I started bustin´ at his ball cap
Pulled straight up and knocked the nigga off, I got called for that
Just bust a play for eighty-five hundred, bought a dog with that

Shit talkin´ or the spice, we don´t call it rap
Don´t run up on me too fast, you´ll fall for that
I´ll cut your methamphetamine with ice, you´ll fall for that?
She suckin´ dick till her throat swole, you need a Hall for that?
Nowadays I got so many plaques, I need a wall for that
I heard dog beat your ass and you ain´t fought him back
Picked my bitch up in the 2020 ´Cat, then made her walk back