Rylo Rodriguez
Philadelphia
[Intro]
(This boy got a hit)

[Chorus: NoCap & Rylo Rodriguez]
Two deep when I ride, loaded gun on my passenger
Even if you was an Eagle, you never feel that they there for you
Trying to get up out this sack, if you move, I'ma tackle you
I'm going big when I show up, might recruit me with the wrestlers
Now my chains hittin' harder (Hittin' harder)
If Ray Lewis see me he gone come out of retirement
You know these streets they like our father (Like my daddy)
But we don't want to see him again like he nut in our momma and tried to hide it (Like he was a deadbeat)

[Verse 1: Rylo Rodriguez]
(This boy got a hit)
I need a plug just Pablo, wanna be hood rich (I wanna be hood rich)
Them n***as gone die broke, pray they fix 'em in a casket
Made my old ho talk to the birds but I don't got a parrot (I don't got no parakeet)
I don't ball hog, pass my dog the rock like he was getting married

[Verse 2: NoCap]
Yeah, and she keep calling me a dope fiend
Yeah, its only me, you, and codeine, yeah
No nine-to-five but if I ever die, it's a inside job
We keep them chopsticks just like China, n***as better not rob
Bought a million stop signs but they wild, them n***as still on go
N***a, I'll stick to selling lean before I sell my soul
I see different things, I get excited, I start losing it
I'm from the gutter, I can't pretend that I'm used to this (This boy got a hit)
Ain't got no truck, but I know I'm sick of tired hoes
No Rodriguez, but when we slide we gon' Rylo
I fucked her once, she put my name in her bio
Stop holdin' on to that fake shit, let them lies go
I'll probably never get no sleep again, yeah
When I pop them Percs I feel like me again, yeah
It won't feel right if I let my n***as down, yeah
I was at the finish line, I turned around
[Verse 3: Rylo Rodriguez]
I been buyin' ladders to help my n***as up
How that girl don't care but you give her money? She gon' give a fuck
Need Neosporin, countin' all this cash'll give you paper cuts
Want the smoke? We ain't going back and forth, we ain't no waitress (We ain't no waitress)
All these hoes on go, all you gotta do is pick 'em like a safety (This boy got a hit, like a safety)
My bitch Chinese but she get mad if you call her Asian (Call her Asian)
My phone rang, it said my dawg, she tried to take it
Rollin' presidential ,Ronald Reagan
We up them tools, break fast but we ain't come with bacon (We ain't come with bacon)
Money problems have my heart racing its me, myself, and I
My string got shoes, we just gotta win cause we can't never tie
They say he 12, then I'm a crossing guard and we won't let him by
Lil Phil, I had him in the car garage, he still wouldn't want to ride
Murder, murder, murder, murder, murder
I got ring worms on my skin, they did me dirty
They got my gun from out the store like Alton Sterling
Have 'em put something on my books but he ain't nerdy

[Chorus: NoCap & Rylo Rodriguez]
Two deep when I ride, loaded gun on my passenger
Even if you was an Eagle, you never feel that they there for you
Trying to get up out this sack, if you move, I'ma tackle you
I'm going big when I show up, might recruit me with the wrestlers
Now my chains hittin' harder (Hittin' harder)
If Ray Lewis see me he gone come out of retirement
You know these streets they like our father (Like my daddy)
But we don't want to see him again like he nut in our momma and tried to hide it (Like he was a)
[Outro]
(This boy got a hit)