[Intro: Rio Da Yung OG]
Yeah, it's Rio, n***a
What up, Kapone? (I got so much Enrgy)

[Verse 1: Rio Da Yung OG]
I been lookin' for the blood like I'm in CSI
Hi-Tech, I'm tryna buy a pint, I'll pay seventy-five
I just drunk an eight straight, yeah, I'm fairly high
Shot him in his shit, he braindead, n***a barely died
I be gettin' high as planes, but I'm scared to fly
Young dog out here livin' reckless, not a care for life
The plug blessed me on the work with a scary price
Can't get enough of your love, I feel like Barry White

[Verse 2: AK Bandamont]
Shit, that was a [?]
You get your chain snatched at every show, you need to quit rappin'
Finna load these bitcoins up, I need a dump after
Fuck around and bust before I fuck, bitch, I fuck backwards
Came around my mom with dog shit on me and she done smacked me
Throw a clean 'fit on and pop a n***a, bitch, this gun fashion
I'll pull up on a n***a in a McLaren
Hit his zip with ten, made it fifty, I done Ric Flair'd him

[Verse 3: Rio Da Yung OG]
I think I knocked the dope up, I hit it every night
In San Francisco 'bout to catch this play, bitch, I'm Jerry Rice
Tryna scrap, I quickly pulled out strap like I'm scared to fight
Shot a n***a with a twenty-five, I hit him seven times
Made his stupid ass crap like a pair of dice
Jumped in the game and eat this shit alive, I'm a parasite
Four-five Glock, caught him in the store, had to spare his life
Then I stretched him on the side like a pair of Mikes
[Verse 4: AK Bandamont]
Shit, me and Ri, this shit legendary
I came up on them scripts and gave them pills to Kerry
He got dyslexia, ran in his crib and brung them pills to carry
She put my AK in her name, I'm finna marry her
One night, I hit three hoes, I feel like Hugh Hefner
I flip three P's a week in my sleep, bitch, I ain't stressin'
I made two bands off my cousin servin' fake Techy
The ho done told my main bitch we fuckin', bitches stay wreckin'

[Verse 5: Rio Da Yung OG]
You wanna fuck, just call, bitch, I hate textin'
Her pussy wet, I popped a Percocet and bust in eight seconds
My fiend hit a line of crystal meth and start break dancin'
I charged him twelve hundred a zip and sold him Cake Batter
Man, I hate actors
But I just hit the scene drinkin' Act', bro, I ain't an actor
Gucci shoes cost your rent, they got a snake pattern
Just did a B&E with my fiend, he a safe cracker

[Verse 6: AK Bandamont]
Bitch, call the ambulance
Go dig your lil' brother up, I'm on some savage shit
I used to be an analyst, but now I manage shit
I over-stuff the stick, but drop the n***a before I jam the clip
All that loose talk on the 'net will get your cabbage split
Got hella cut shit in my stash, look like a bag of grits
Showed pops 'bout the new dope game and got my daddy rich
You had your pops play middleman and got your daddy killed
[Verse 7: Rio Da Yung OG]
He pulled up in a CTS and got his Caddy flipped
I pulled up in an SRT and made a tranny slip
If I get pulled over with the drank, this my granny shit
Made her stuff eleven hundred pills 'cause her panties big

[Verse 8: AK Bandamont]
Bitch, call this cocaine music
You gon' take dope fiends out the hood, they gon' remain users
I don't really like the Daytona, but, bitch, the paint stupid
I'm finna slide on you shortly, [?] user