DD4 Songtext
von Rio Da Yung Og & Rmc Mike

(Enrgy, man, why you do that, man?)
Bitch (you recordin′, Smerf?)

Baby K, 75 rounds, I got it right now
Ri, pass me a Perc' 30, I′m tryna bite down
Hit a nigga bitch, her pussy stink, I wanna fight now
I drunk a six and erased all my music off of iCloud

64, supercharged engine, you hear the pipe growl
Blowin' 93, that's 87, I seen a light cloud
Hardheaded, go get all my guns when the vice out
They said he lockin′ up all the rats and lettin′ mice out

Walk in my granny crib and pour lean on her white couch
Bitch, now I'm iced out
You better not touch that switch, ′cause my whole neck a lighthouse
A nigga want an EP, I charge him 55 thou'
Caught him sneak dissin′ and went up top with a live round

Used to be a young hothead, I got ice now
.45'll clog a nigga system up, he better pipe down
I been punchin′ in for some years, I wanna write now
I just said the hardest shit off my brain, you probably write it down


On-hand cash, I can buy what I want right now
Like let me buy that watch right now
Let me buy that Glock right now
You got five pounds of weed? I'll buy 'em all right now

You got three pints of lean, nigga? Let me buy you out
Had a bad redbone bitch, but I ain′t like her mouth
Smart talkin′, kicked her out the whip, bitch, now start walkin'
Me and Mike just drunk a whole pint, feel like my heart stoppin′

Drop a hunnid rounds in yo' Scat Pack and let the car park you
Nigga tryna pour a deuce up, you don′t get dark often?
At the doctor office tryna get some Wock', so I start coughin′
I think I got COVID, oh, I got gonorrhea? I did not know it
I've been fuckin' all the bad hos raw since I started flowin′

We done drunk over a thousand pints, you just started pourin′
I'm the G.O.A.T., bitch gave me some pussy and then started hoin′
I just set my wrist out the window and it started snowin'
Come sign to Ghetto Boy Records, yeah, we part-owners

I ain′t got no love in me, I need a heart donor
Jumped in a big dually truck, ran a car over
30 milligram OxyContin, you a bar owner
I bought my first crib off shit talkin', you a car owner


Nasty nigga, nut in my bitch, then fart on her
Nodded off my whole 16, let me start over
80K in all hunnids, but I made a credit card purchase
Couldn′t find Wock', don't like Tris, I had a Par moment

Bitch said, "Send the Cash App," I don′t think my debit card workin′
Me and Mike finna smoke yo' whole bag, leave the jar open
Came out the crib fresher than a bitch, I left her heart open
I ain′t gon' lie, today, I wanna slide, is the park open?

Damn near cried thinkin′ 'bout my life, had a dark moment
Bitch pussy bigger than a bitch, I parked a car on her
I need some lamb chops and a double shot, is the bar open?
Seen an opp walkin′ down the street, sic AR on him

And nah, not the standard kind
Fucked her off a Perc', made her squirt, now her panties dryin'
Hit her off a six, missionary, it′s hammer time
Damn, I wanna pour this ounce up, but this my granny line

I ain′t gon' lie, this bitch so bad that her panties fine
Ridin′ with a gun, a hunnid racks, and two pints, it's family time
Yes, I′m addicted to the lean, but not any kind
Ridin' with the smallest Draco, yeah, the mini kind
Took a bitch to steal from her fam, yeah, her granny blind
My nigga caught a B, then took the plea, they gave him plenty time

No, I did not fuck none of them strippers at 69
Shit, I ain′t gon' lie, I fucked one 60 times
Damn, I told her 60 lies
Shit, you could keep the ten milli', four-nicky mine
Okay

Gucci shoes on with Mickey Mouse, yeah, the Disney kind
Man (alright), huh?
30 clip and then one standard drum, that′s 55
Told bro to send ′em through the air, not the Frisbee kind
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