[Intro]
Feezie Productions

[Chorus: Rylo Rodriguez]
Fuck that n***a Rylo, he rap horrible
I deleted her number, head was horrible
N***a punk sippin', I don't look at the lines, I just pour it up
Got cameras, we see them, they can't see us, this trap boarded up
Don't run no trap but for that money, I hold you for ransom
I need help, I got a problem fuckin' exotic dancers
From the crack to coke, to the boy to smoke, I get my hands on
She thought I was cookin' for her 'cause I fucked her with my pants on

[Verse 1: Rylo Rodriguez]
I gave every young n***a a Glock in my hood
Which one you workin'? Watch who you servin'
They’ll have you back and forth to court like Julius Erving
I could've bought a kilo but I bought a chain for thirty
Glock 27, I stuck a dick in it, it was a virgin
I'ma chase that papеr 'til I'm tired, they can have thе rest
They wet his car up, he still die, but he had a vest
Hope you proud of me, nobody made it from my projects yet
I signed a deal in my city on a private jet
I rock Fear of God, I ain't never feared a n***a yet
All of us got bankrolls, we do not flex with each other's checks
And these hoes know I'm the G.O.A.T., I'm fresh out the barn
I dropped my addy, she said "bae, this shit brought me to a farm"
[Pre-Chorus: Rylo Rodriguez]
Dior, walk, VLONE, walk
Model, walk, she don't suck dick, walk
Plug, walk, draco, walk
Now he can't, walk

[Chorus: Rylo Rodriguez]
Fuck that n***a Rylo, he rap horrible
I deleted her number, head was horrible
N***as punk sippin', I don't look at the lines, I just pour it up
Got cameras, we see them, they can't see us, this trap boarded up
Don't run no trap but for that money, I hold you for ransom
I need help, I got a problem fuckin' exotic dancers
From the crack to coke, to the boy to smoke, I get my hands on
She thought I was cookin' for her 'cause I fucked her with my pants on

[Verse 2: 42 Dugg]
Know not to sign me for the Ms, I'll prolly fuck it off
Won't put my BM in the Benz, I heard she fuckin' off
I been out here grindin', Rollie timin', yeah, we wildin'
Baby paid the lawyer since I made five hunnid thousand
Presi', Presi', Patek, they like, "Doggybone a problem"
I ain't go to college, say he got it out the mud, huh?
Seen two mill' in blues, he don't even fuck with Bloods
'Cause I want twenty for a show, but still I ask, "How much the club got?"
Can't wait 'til they let Bud out, I'm done playin' games
Won't switch for not a bitch, then hear my son sayin', "Change"
Like we made it, I signed a deal for a couple hun', I blew that shit in Vegas
If not Five, then I'm with Baby, if not Baby, I'm with Ced
So many shirts, want twelve a verse or back to sellin' meds
[Pre-Chorus: Rylo Rodriguez]
Dior, walk, VLONE, walk
Model, walk, she don't suck dick, walk
Plug, walk, draco, walk
Now he can't, walk

[Chorus: Rylo Rodriguez]
Fuck that n***a Rylo, he rap horrible
I deleted her number, head was horrible
N***a punks, sittin' all lookin' at the lines I just poured it up
Got cameras, we see them, they can't see us, this trap boarded up
Don't run no track but for that money, I hold you for ransom
I need help, I got a problem fuckin' exotic dancers
Fo' nem crack the code, to the bottom of the smoke, I get my hands on
She thought I was cookin' for her 'cause I fucked her with my pants on

[Verse 3: Lil Baby]
Hunnid bands in Birkin bags, my girl don't need no OnlyFans
I go crazy every shot I get, like this my only chance
I run through a million cash so much, I need another hand
I just hope the play not play with me, we gon' fuck up the plan
I just heard he said he rich as me, I know he wish he was
They don't know what they kid gon' pull up in, I just keep switchin' up
I had racks before my buzz, if they know, they know what's up
Ain't too many n***as in Atlanta sold more bags than us
Rylo went new cat on 'em, Dugg got four hunnid racks on 'em
I just sit, laid back, chill, I could bust they ass, for real
Bitch all in my comments, makin' jokes like I be poppin' pills
Boy, you know what's up when it be smoke, someone get popped for real
[Pre-Chorus: Rylo Rodriguez]
Dior, walk, VLONE, walk
Model, walk, she don't suck dick, walk
Plug walk, draco, walk
Now he can't walk

[Chorus; Rylo Rodriguez]
Fuck that n***a Rylo, he rap horrible
I deleted her number, head was horrible
N***a punks, sittin' all lookin' at the lines I just poured it up
Got cameras, we see them, they can't see us, this trap boarded up
Don't run no track but for that money, I hold you for ransom
I need help, I got a problem fuckin' exotic dancers
Fo' nem crack the code, to the bottom of the smoke, I get my hands on
She thought I was cookin' for her 'cause I fucked her with my pants on

[Outro: 42 Dugg]
Bitch
Sum'n light