[Intro: Rio Da Yung OG]
Bitch, we could take it far
We could take it far

[Verse 1: Rio Da Yung OG & GrindHard E]
Bitch, I'm finna clear the scene (Woo)
I'm 'bout to dump out every bullet in this magazine
This is not a big K, so it won't fold (Small daddy)
This is not an old K, it's a micro
We ain't drink the whole pint, we dropped two fours
We just smoked a whole zip in two raw cones
And I just went to court again, I hope my dog come home
E just got some old red from a nursing home
We was gettin' Act' for two-fifty, can't believe they gone
Now they want two-fifty for a line, that shit hurt my soul (Fuck)
Got me movin' like I'm rich with some Forces on (Fuck it)
They don't see mе too much, they don't know what I'm on
Move like a boss, think likе a shooter when the pressure on
Give your bitch a half a quarter just to answer phones
Trap out her crib all day and sell all my dope
Or use her address and have the plug send them Cookie 'bows (Gelato, Cookie)

[Chorus: Rio Da Yung OG & GrindHard E]
Bitch, we could take it far
Bitch, we do walk-up, we don't shoot out cars
Hop in your backseat, we don't shoot up cars
Catch they ass four-deep and rope the whole car
Bitch, we could take it far
Try to run from this AR, you ain't gon' make it far
Bitch, we grind every day, we tryna make it far
If it's ever any beef, then we gon' take it far
[Verse 2: Rio Da Yung OG & GrindHard E]
Bro just sold a half a 'bow with some Giuseppes on
You ain't gotta bust the budge, you can tell it's strong
Qualitest, Hi-Tech, and Morton what I'm sippin' on
And if you see me out, I got that Glock or that Smitty on me

[Verse 3: Rio Da Yung OG]
Like a breast-care patient, I got three titties on me
But no disrespect, though, my drink pinkish-purple
But I don't drink Quali', though, and I don't fuck with Watson
So if you see me with a purple cup, it's Morton or I got it
I want eighty dollars a cup, yeah, n***a, I got it
And I poured a one up, my n***a, use your math logic

[Verse 4: GrindHard E]
Freeze the lean and sell it to you in a baby bottle
You just thought you got a deuce for a hundred dollars
Drinkin' lean and smokin' Cookie with your granny daughter
All these scripts came from Percs, we fuckin' with the doctor
Bustin' scripts and bustin' juggs with your baby mama
Deliver beef if you want problems with this baby chopper

[Chorus: Rio Da Yung OG & GrindHard E]
Bitch, we could take it far
Bitch, we do walk-up, we don't shoot out cars
Hop in your backseat, we don't shoot up cars
Catch they ass four-deep and rope the whole car
Bitch, we could take it far
Try to run from this AR, you ain't gon' make it far
Bitch, we grind every day, we tryna make it far
If it's ever any beef, then we gon' take it far