[Verse 1: Rio Da Yung OG]
Told bro to swoop down, I got a situation
We finna kidnap this lil' n***a and liquidate him
We in a hundred-thousand-dollar car, still'll race it
If I feel like he a problem I eliminate him
They just pulled a glass bottle out the 'frigerator
Me and Destin took a six out and lemonade it
I got time machine dope, man, this shit crazy
Auntie bought a toonie and she said it took her to the eighties
I be beatin' my bitch ass, so she scared of people
We on the F in a Scat Pack scarin' people
These hoes try to flag us down, but thеy barely legal
I don't even say what up, I just stare at people
I got ten bands in hundreds, you could barely see it
Let a n***a reach, I'ma turn him to a paraplegic
Sittin' on the leather couch, gettin' topped at Neimans
Bro on some sneaky shit, he might drop a Demon

[Chorus: Rio Da Yung OG]
This bitch got seven hundred horses, I might kill myself
I just popped a Perc' 10, let me feel myself
I been up, I been down, but I'm still myself
I just hit her with the dick, she wanna kill herself
Sold my fiend some bad dope, he almost killed hisself
This n***a said the— oop, what? You better kill yourself
My bitch made me mad, I drunk a pint and almost killed myself
I'll fuck a n***a bitch and make him kill hisself
[Verse 2: GrindHard E]
My fiends love me, give her air, she just'll be impatient
Poured a three in the pop, this bitch contaminated
I'll put this dick in the Glock and masturbate it
I'll get to actin' crazy like a mental patient
Bro Charger on a Forgi, but he still'll race it
I got a zip of real Cookie, it look like an eighthy
We in a real foreign, the inside like a spaceship
This ain't no Alien, this some Cherry, I can taste it

[Verse 3: Freaky T]
That bag just touched down, man, I'm glad it made it
I'm 'bout to run through this bitch, I ain't got time for waitin'
Blew twenty thousand, n***a, I got tired of savin'
I think it was fifty thousand off fightin' cases
Just got an SRT, I'm 'bout to drive it crazy
Fuck that lil' bitch twice and she drove me crazy
Front that bag to them n***as, then they better pay me
'Cause I'm comin' with that chop and it's off safety

[Chorus: Rio Da Yung OG]
This bitch got seven hundred horses, I might kill myself
I just popped a Perc' 10, let me feel myself
I been up, I been down, but I'm still myself
I just hit her with the dick, she wanna kill herself
Sold my fiend some bad dope, he almost killed hisself
This n***a said the— oop, what? You better kill yourself
My bitch made me mad, I drunk a pint and almost killed myself
I'll fuck a n***a bitch and make him kill hisself
[Verse 4: RMC Mike]
Rio got that big forty on him, I ain't talkin' no pistol
Get too close, he'll stab you up, make it look incidental
High as hell, drinkin' on a twelve, almost crashed the rental
Ghost gun on me, this bitch rare like an action figure
I'm out of town with some red and a plastic pistol
I'll drop a six in a pop and then whack a n***a
Peel off in the SRT and then stash the pistol
Then hit the road with your bitch, she got that Magnum in her

[Verse 5: Rio Da Yung OG]
I just popped a Perc' 10, I can't feel myself
Hit dog in the head, they thought he killed hisself
My lil' cousin lit a firework, I had to field myself
Chris got strong dog, I think he hit the shit hisself
A flyin' down Welch, hope he don't kill hisself
Some n***as tried to catch us slippin', but they should've killed they self
Free my right-hand mans, he shouldn't've did that shit hisself
And I'ma stay around with that choppa like a seatbelt

[Verse 6: RMC Mike]
Doin' a dollar-thirty in this Charger, I'm tryna break the motor
Rio trippin', he hit this brick with some baking soda
I'ma still try to whip it up, I'm tryna make some boulders
My auntie, she like to kill shit, her nickname Cobra
I got an eight of Hi-Tech, the bottle say Felicia
And I ain't sellin' not a line, bitch, I'm finna drink it
Gave Unc' a line of cocaine, he told me it was ether
Now I'm finna tax my white boy, he work at Little Caesars
[Verse 7: Rio Da Yung OG]
I'll be there in a minute, I'm on Big Beaver
And I'm pullin' up quick as hell like I deliver pizza
If I ain't there in thirty minutes, n***a, you can keep it
Hit his ass sixty times, tore him into pieces
Tear a n***a group apart like a Reese's Pieces
Hit Meijers, I ain't buy shit but a Reese's Pieces
Put some gifties in my drawers, I hope they ain't see me
I gotta use them in Walmart, they machines different
I gotta go to Home Depot, they machines trippin'
He bought a gift card and went across the street to Wendy's
I bought ten phones from Sprint 'cause my pieces hittin'
Plus, they got the only Bitcoin machine in Michigan
This bitch asked for my number, I gave her three digits
One-zero-zero if you want me to hit it
I'm finna start sellin' dick, they like, "Rio trippin'"
Percocets got me cocky, I'm finna start trickin'
I'll kidnap your son and watch TV with him
Or pull up on your big sister and drink green lean with her
She say you don't hit it right, it's like a string bean in her
I'll break her back if I put my dick thing in her
Had that bitch bustin' back to back like a TV series
Seventeen thousand dollars on me, eatin' a TV dinner
Bro seats cost your life, European leather
If the pussy good, I'm only fuckin' three minutes

[Chorus: Rio Da Yung OG]
This bitch got seven hundred horses, I might kill myself
I just popped a Perc' 10, let me feel myself
I been up, I been down, but I'm still myself
I just hit her with the dick, she wanna kill herself
Sold my fiend some bad dope, he almost killed hisself
This n***a said the— oop, what? You better kill yourself
My bitch made me mad, I drunk a pint and almost killed myself
I'll fuck a n***a bitch and make him kill hisself