Rio Da Yung Og – Legendary (Instrumental) (Prod. By ENRGY)

[Intro]
What up, Enrgy? Nigga, it’s Rio
Legendary shit, nigga
(Enrgy Beats)

[Verse]
Catch a nigga slippin’ at the light, make his heart drop
Cut the green beam on, make his car stop
.223’s hit his engine block and cut the car off
Stomp on a nigga head off yellow Xannys, call that bar hoppin’
My brain like a new car that’s in drive with no park options
Make a pussy nigga car reverse when the AR popping
My fiend say he want a black dog so I’m tar shopping
Finna pour a six of thick red, you still par dropping
I gave you boys enough time to drop, now this shit over
My Glock like a bad ass lil’ kid, I put a switch on it
I broke my cousin tenth scale, I put a brick on it
My lil’ dawg on Section 8, I’ll put some WIC on you
They say I talk about the same shit, well, that’s all I know
If you ain’t blowin’ opps, keep that shit, bro, them all I smoke
If you ain’t spendin’ blues, keep your bread, bro, that’s all I want
Four-fives, FN’s, and AR pistols all I really tote
Making pros and saving cheese, that’s what I’m into
My bitch got mad, told me to leave, bitch, I was fin’ to
Pop you in your shit, then tie you up after I kill you
I’m finna wrap this nigga, I need an instrumental
You tryna learn some street knowledge? I’m a mentor
Pop him in his knees, then fight the nigga, he was 6’4″
Your bitch put you out the crib again, what you pay rent for?
I paid a bitch to fuck and she ain’t call, I need to trick more
Ayy, I got a drug problem
Ten on me now, I’m just at Home Depot rug shopping
My bitch a CNA, I gave her five to go scrub shopping
I smoke a quarter pound a day, bro, my lungs throbbing
Meet the plug, take everything while his son watching
Swear to God I ain’t stick that nigga up, my gun robbed him
Niggas wanna beef? I’m all for it, let’s get these guns popping
When niggas started shooting up cribs, they took the fun out it
Ayy, that shit lame as hell
If you snitch and still don’t beat your case, I hope you stay in jail
Hittin’ this bitch, her son keep interrupting, that shit gay as hell
I robbed his ass soon as she went to sleep, I got a game for sale
No job with jewelry on, hustlin’, lookin’ flame as hell
Might as well write on your forehead, “I got cocaine for sale”
Ayy, that shit dumb as fuck
I bought some drank and took a cap-full, my tongue numbing up
You booming, every time you sell a quarter, put a hundred up
Two-point-five million streams a month, look like I’m coming up
Paranoid, I shit-bagged a nigga, fucked his stomach up
Oh, his car was right next to mine? Thought he was runnin’ up
They ask me who gon’ run the city next, shit, Mike the runner-up
School let out, we slid for three months, we shot the summer up
Ayy, I hope you understand me
You the type of nigga shoot up cribs, you must don’t love your family
Man, my mama mama keep some drank, damn, I love my granny
My bitch’ll hit you with the dick, she a fuckin’ tranny
[Outro]
Yeah, nigga, my bitch got a 40 with a dick on it, nigga
She’ll hit you with that bitch, too, nigga
You better listen to this shit
Lil’ dumb ass nigga
Boys, nigga, you know what’s goin’ on
It’s our year, nigga
Matter fact, it’s our world, nigga, it’s over