Inergee - Rio Da Yung OG, Rmc Mike

Bitch they heard we taxin

Pull up tryna match that bullshit nigga we scrappin

40 that’s my bae I can’t hold it like a weak bladder

Pop a nigga then forget about it couple weeks after

Everything me n rio get on they say we snappin

Put some pressure on him he gon break weak plastic

Hit the road poured up a 8 then took a deep napper

Told bro I know how to punch he throw a piece at me

Drink a 8 smoke a whole zip man I got inergee

Blew his head off from far away jf Kennedy

They gave my unc life for sellin dope but he was 63

Barrak came in office in 08 and gave him clemency

I’m still killa Tay he stole my bike in elementary

Bumped into his ass last year like «you remember me»

Shot him in the leg with a K they call him limpy-T

I used to be a fiend I woulda killed you for a zip of lean

Smoke a nigga then smoke a zip and move to Tennessee

I’m taxin for the power consumers energy

In the USA makin a play my shoes from Italy

Went caught a case out the states blew up a embassy

I got some lil circle orange pills I want 110 a piece

Just Johnny cashed a nigga at the store I shoulda finished him

Bust a Nigga watermelon open with a lemon squeeze

All I really smoke is pink runtz and billy kimber weed

Finna pull up on freaky T he got some different weed gelato 33 and ora cake I

get it 10 a g

Have my white boy crack your safe for a hit of clean

New AR came with more legs then a centapede bitch

I’m finna act dangerous hi tech wockhardt and Morton coo but that act dangerous

Bro told me to leave the streets alone but I’m back danglin

Bought my bitch some Louis took it back she had fat ankles

I just smoked a half now I look like a black Asian

Made her sell ass on craigslist I couldn’t backpage it

Hit her now she walkin with a hutch I’m a back breaker

Take the salt drop it in the pot I’m a crack maker Pussy you don’t want static

Drunk the pint before I even bought it I’m a dope addict

Bought a scat but it want loud enough i added flowmasters

Boog grew a pound in 30 days he a grow master

Rob a Nigga pop his ass once he get a poke after

Tape his son up then hit the E way in roadmaster

Poured a 6 in a small pop it taste so nasty let 2 hoes suck my dick at once it

make them both happy

Unc still buyin 3XTs man he so corny count it up 10 bands in all blues me so

horny

Dawg ain’t have no money for a feat he threw me two 40s

Did a show for 11 hunnid but he only threw 40

Aye let’s get this shit poppin plugged in

I could get the R for 6 dollars

My son like steak he ain’t ever ate no McDonald’s

Left school and went straight to work like I skipped college

I ain’t had no job my first sale was my bitch momma

Rollie fake as hell I can hear that bitch tick tockin

Niggas fucked up do anything for a quick dollar

Niggas said I’m broke that’s like sayin you seen a sick doctor